Long Electric eel Poems

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Frightened tepid antisocial ant was football training avidly but failing to attend a fragrant tailor army. Oh dear. That was sure to be put forward to the sacred sanction ship and the sacred sanction...

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THE CRYING WILD CREATURES.
Nzongi Mwero.
Oh, we recall the bygone times,
The days of the golden past,
That chirping with our merry mates,
Flying around the parks,
Gone the joys of the nests,
That freedom restrained,
Coming at our will in parks,
But...

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         She is a masterpiece of wild contradiction, 
fuse blown by a wick, of litmus tongue in your senses-
her moods shifting chameleonic shades everything at once
in candle...

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........jiggle clumsily; post halter-
behind braids- busy in evacuation of the cool pool water,
like a carefree bull in the field.
Her eyes sharp and cruel, unyielding to the faulter.
Fixating on a fool, 
one caught looking,
looking around in...

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Poetry IS.
A personal thing you can relate to.
A common thread weaved into- 
Life's fabric by the Master Craftsman. 
An endproduct and tool for enjoyment 
and understanding-building.

If you see a McCaw steal a Pirates
last lemon that's...

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Jehovah of Armies
made a count one day
of all His weapons
keeping man at bay

of non leathal weapons
He gave the skunk his stink
and a little less harmless
the octopus' ink

sometimes more is needed
to get a point across
a little...

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Beware the morning tiger
Before his first coffee
     Look out for the afternoon lizard:
     Ectotherm on the sidewalk soaking in other people’s acknowledgement
     ...

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Exotic egos evade exit endings, encompass=ing eccentric  
extensive earwaxed essentials/ergo enameled equi, 
existentials everexuding extra egg entrenched eyecons, 
extricating eerie effervescent 
ephemerals. Ecoli epitaths engulfing erratic enticing eras, escorting
electric eel embraces establishing estival estates...

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A story is often a mish mash jam on a tambourine. Whirling. Ignorant inscriptions incite incorrect information. And a bow in a bowl is not a box nor a bag. Well, normally it isn't anyway....

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Fulcrum 

Listen to me sweetheart.
It is easy to be a fool.
It requires no intelligence at all.
You will always listen to those who speak
Words you personally want to hear.
You will always ignore and belittle those
Who disagree...

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Well theological mists and virtues are neither vermin nor trees on a landscape. But shutting ones door in a euthanasia style erosion is a correspondence and correlation with ones inner worlds. When ejecting from a...

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seafarers’ paradise

seven men drowned 
when a ship sank under gigantic waves
seven weeks later 
they appeared on the Island of Saragossa
where singing shanty is forbidden

but seaweed is served in 7 variations
by a female ship cook, the...

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When I awoke, I found I was in a different land
stood amongst trees and flowers made of sand
still holding the tv Tuna in my hand.
I walked in through the Crabs side door
and Floundered, couldn't feel...

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saturday morning pillow case
i used it for the first time at age adult
i remember when i had a life sentence every saturday morning
you could not peel my eyes away from that terrific tube of wonderfulness...

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Life Beyond The Deep.

Way down deep at the bottom of the sea
where life was busy, as busy as could be.
When the earth was sleeping the oceans were alive.
They say night time is the best when...

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Every single individual has an expectation.
We are blinded by our greed and deception.
We expect one leader to set the pace.
Every single day, the hunt seems to advance.

We find what is true in our quest block.
It...

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It grows in the desert on cacti. 
It needs the heat and colorful sky. 
Adventurers love what it brings. 
Its a plant that can make you see things.

You feel like you are dancing with a...

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It's not easy to thrive as a wild cat,
Though the preys eaten make them cute and fat,
This day,she was humbled,
As pride made her fumbled,
She sometimes lies like a beast on a mat.

Watching her prey with...

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Have you ever dated an electric eel?
You'll never forget the way it feels,
If you roll with an eel in the sack,
Brace yourself for that electric crack,
A hug will make your eyes bug out,
A kiss will...

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Words can hurt and taste like dirt,
but I'm a worm in a polka dot shirt. 

Words can be muddy, dirty to feel,
but I swim right by like an electric eel.

Words can be ugly and hard...

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The Amazon
By C. Russell

Water flowing fiercely
Blue and green and brown;
I’m wanting to see clearly
Through your liquid gown!

The Armoured Catfish wriggles
Through the sticky mud.
Arapaima gliding,
Splashing with a thud!

The Tambaqui quietly
Searches for a seed
From the nearby rubber...

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