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The young Oracle

Played with hubris

Again & Again

He dare the heavens

So far

Without curse

Or lightening & thunder

He feels supreme

Inhaling blemish dust

Of the dragon

fiery red with seven heads

& ten horns

woefully so far

Under the voiceless

Heaven of the lamb

With seven horns

And seven eyes

Dead hubris

Dust to dust

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Why wait for illness

When you can boycott it.

Now, say hello to all the

Fresh Green veggies,

Leader of boycotting.

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Ballerina

"I want to be a ballerina" The tiring lyrics my mom wish she could stop - As the day goes by without A home tutor or academy. She saw the burning desire - She heard the screaming Dream - Of her five years old child Who wish to be a #ballerina - In a remote town.

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Gloop

Stop playing caper on me -

Says the dough gloop bread -

Shhh! the wild kid drag on Climbing, laughing and stunting -

On the drenched gloop dough - Until a fall beget Jimmy.

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Nettled

Nettled by the clattering bell in belfry, A quitted soul in Odyssey to nirvana.

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BALLERINA

"I want to be a ballerina" The tiring lyrics my mom wish she could stop, As the day goes by without A home tutor or academy. She saw the burning desire She heard the screaming dream Of her five years old child Who wish to be a #ballerina In a remote town

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HAIKU

On my kitchen cabinet Ants lined to feast On the spilled honey.

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Dwelling in green space

The snail squoosh -

On mushrooms and lettuce.

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Up the cage

The lonely parrot

Sings himself to sleep.

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If words were Archery Shadows would be Angel's.

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Gracious Rain Fall Bathes the Iroko Sprinkle Petrichor

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Three strings Of the guitar Sleeping on the virtuoso

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The cockerel cluck on grass seeds With bobbing moves.

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SEE MY HEART ❤️

I permit you to walk into my imagination

To see my heart for what it is -

To see my heart for what it has been -

To see my heart for what it will always be -

So, please! doubt me no more.

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LITTLE LOLLIPOP

Hello Grandpa! Spunky Grandpa! Can you see me? The little voice whispered from behind - with it's shadow running about - like that of a funny bunny - curious of his master's kitchen. Come play! Come play! Grandpa come play with me - the little voice said - shouting and jumping - as though she was from the movies. "Oh, my sweet lollipop - Grandpa is with a whisk, a saucepan - preparing a delish lunch. You do know the rumbling man won't sit quiet - else it's fed." Sweet lollipop giggled. "Come on Grandpa! The rumbling man can wait, can't he? Just a minute or two, or the three and twenty minute. We won't use up all the thirty minute, no! I meant, the three and twenty minute. She chortled at her own pun." "Alright, my lollipop. A minute and two seconds, I plea with thee. To clean up this eggshells bestrewn on the cabinet." "okey-dokey! Grandpa. I shall sort a place to hide, that you might root me out." "Certainly! Certainly! I oblige, My sweet little lollipop. I'm coming to play, tickle-tickle and tickle you." "Little lollipop laughed out loud."

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He gripped my oranges swiftly -

And wrap me in his warmth -

with his lips tuned on my hips --

And his rod swinging in and out -

Like a lettered equestrian -

Rekindling the woman I desire -

With a kiss - so passionate -

Embedded in the depth of my cave.

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If birds were fairies --

Humans will fly.

~E.Emmanuel