Ebi Robert Poems

Incense put to birth, flames,
In night wearing thread's grace.
I am writing,
Putting my heart into book.
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Then I said Celine
The star of some coloured inks-
The star of lighting links-
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Brightest of all stars,
far beyond the sun pool,
pulling the shine shine cool
content in the place where thou lieth.
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The world can not meet in his household,
for the household is too small and too big
to contain.
Where the world meets is a place not icky.
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Once I hold a snow in a very cold home.
I helped myself abroad.
Not on fresh shells as it is in Africa
but on mountains, so sloppy.
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As the plane welcomed the pilot jargon,
And accelerated up to the sky towards the south,
My practitioner of thought amazed
My soul with wonderful scenes of beauty, O' I see!
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Temptress the sorceress brimful of black-magic;
hereby kisses boom of brills wizard.
Kisses to choleric black-out,
kisses to trace chirping of citations.
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War …………………!
War …………………! !
War to the dwellers
Gain ………………….!
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And now the spirits.
Flesh and blood and immortals.
A poisoned sky
And charming cloud.
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Give the frieze a smile, the wings arrive to study
Listen, for the wall is speaking
Fellow the sound, whether or not sophistry
Listen not for disciplined field in greenery
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