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A Wave, A Flame

    A Wave, A Flame

ERIC CHAET (originally posted at The 100 So-Called Poems) A wave, a flame the career of one who, like a dog or horse accepts whatever role is assigned by fate

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Generosity

    Generosity

ERIC CHAET (first published at The 100 So-Called Poems) What I present to humanity must be generous else it’s part of the problem, not of the solution. I see that I

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Without Camouflage

    Without Camouflage

ERIC CHAET (originally posted at The 100 So-Called Poems) I didn’t choose camouflage or invisibility. I’ve tried, all along to make what I think manifest to behave as I think I

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A Sad Business

    A Sad Business

ERIC CHAET (original post from The 100 So-Called Poems) It’s a sad business having one’s work rejected, ignored, overlooked, forgotten & oneself underestimated no demand for what one has to offer

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Operations

  Operations

ERIC CHAET (originally posted at The 100 So-Called Poems) Shoveling snow, mowing grass, pulling weeds clearing the gutters, taking out the garbage

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Something Funny

  Something Funny

ERIC CHAET (originally posted at The 100 So-Called Poems) There’s something funny ‘bout people in suits something serious, too— there’s something

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Ideas Are As Real As Rocks

  Ideas Are As Real As Rocks

ERIC CHAET (originally posted at 100 So-Called Poems) Ideas are as real as rocks rocks in pastures or embedded among others

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Enterprise

  Enterprise

ERIC CHAET (originally published at 100 So-Called Poems) Sun must be struggling as I am while driving with headlights on the

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Like Animals

  Like Animals

ERIC CHAET (originally posted at 100 Peculiarly Useful So-Called Poems) There are people who live like mice & rabbits spending most

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I Was Born Weak

  I Was Born Weak

ERIC CHAET (originally posted at 100 Peculiarly Useful So-Called Poems) I was born weak. My parents were ill-matched, unhappy, poor ill-prepared

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