Short Usable Poems

Who does not live to serve
   does not fit to be a life companion.
After all, what is unserviceable,
is not usable......

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all directions outward
darkness at night
two meanings at once
yet nothingness
family miles away
yet accompanied by thoughts
I sit at my laptop
and begin
to shape ideas
into a usable form
for someone out there
snow on the roof
and more to come
yet a dream
as a silent world
turns toward spring...

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Boy. Boy. Boy.
You're so unpredictable
You even kissed me on my table
Maybe you had found me usable

Boy. Boy. Boy.
You didn't even stay with me
You didn't even love me
But you could rise curiosity out of me

Boy. Boy. Boy.
So much memories to be shared
but then again, darling
It was never love that flared...

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Sunshine permeates and invigorates
Cells and energy generate
Vitamins facilitate and transform life
Need your rays to activate usable resources within
Green is your warmth accelerate to all
Sunshine stimulates my smile
low doses only to perpetuate life
Warmth giver and elaborate summer fun

revised 6/29/21 DAC...

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The house shelters me with a thatch:
A building with a terrible patch
But with a good door I could latch
Against foes who troubles hatch
And powers only Jesus can match:
The wizards not letting go their first Batch
Seeking to every Living Soul catch
And me specifically snatch… 

You see, when the best is not available
I let the Available remain usable....

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Here are more Senryu 
poems about friendships. 
Those who are your crew =]

Parents give advice
but our friends, knowing more, have
usable answers.

We laugh at the same 
moments - at home, school, or play
- we have shared viewpoints.

We laugh at how we 
won’t turn into our moms
but we know we will.

We share so many
inside jokes - we speak
our own language....

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the thoughts come thick and quickly
racing around my mind
like a metal rabbit on a track
dogs chasing to the finish line
not a single moment
not a single prayer
is coming into motion
usable in my brain's lair

as I dissect the memories
the good and bad that stay
of different times and feelings
that have led me astray
I write another chapter
in this saga of me and you
the book on my night table
with much more penning to do...

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Immeasurable is the growth possible in being understood
An acorn takes decades to produce usable hardwood
A pupil of hard lessons am I, just as anyone else should
Professors in my life range from classroom to hood
Each of them instrumental in looking past evil for good
But none have ever fully grasped, what I've withstood 
I'm human, I make mistakes just as anyone else would
I'd take them all back along with others' pain if I could
When axes swing, integrity will be left where I stood...

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