Onuora ilodibe

Vanessa cardui
Sometime in July noticed her presence
Upon blooming verdant lush thistles
Like thoughts prickles
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My Journey farther north
Reminds me of my youth
Welcoming North westerlies
Billow harmattan whistles
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I knew nothing sweet
Dangerously discreet
Only we'll keep secret
Let you in my district
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Fortune seekers found
Trouble hither abound
Buried in thinkers mine
Treasures a million pile
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Oh! Between you and me
This modest piece I write
My heart I intend to spill
The love you shown to me
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I beg you please don't lose count
Even the Kalahari observes small amount
Of rainfall,100 millimeters a year about
And we must learn to adapt
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Time flies like kites
Without precision it slide
Memories linger but awhile
Like patches of cloud my worries
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A virulent spiral of buds
Growing in the swamp and creeks
Rose petals burn to peats
Peering through window lattice
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The world a beautiful place
With savory bitter-sweet taste
Cry you appreciate smile expatiate
A voyage difficult to navigate.
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EXCEPTIONAL
Its not as simple
As we thought
A drop then ripples
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Wish he heard your gentle voice
In the doldrum and squall was alone
Wish he stoop and listened hard
Whispering tender rekindling words
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Still
Waited for me
After all these while
How you made me feel.
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Search the phoebes moon
Stride across two moons
Constellation of polar stars
Circumvent the ring of Saturn
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EYES ARE HEAVY
I Can't see clearly
In the misty wary
Blurry and uncertain
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Look listen learn little liven lad
Wise ways wages waxing wrath
Frail fictitious faith faded fad
Part perdition ply pristine Path
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Felt lost behind schedule
Trying to meet demands
And necessities that borders a man
Time is our biggest adversary valiant enemy and bosom friend
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The one that crooked akimbo
Chin way high up the windows Lah Bluejays skies flamingoes
Pardon my slangs and gismo
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Just like everyday
Comes in different hue
Somewhat
Sundays are cool
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There she sat disheveled
Right Beside his sick bed
A wet cloth over his head
A pail totally half filled
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TRIO MUSKETEERS
I can't forget the bouts we went through together
The rumble through the droughts and squalls
Brothers in arms battened hatches quell storms
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