Art Wedding Poems

You're my land and I'm monarch,
You're my lightning in a pitch dark,
You're my orchard of various fruit,
You're my dress a colored suit.

You're my song that...

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    Self's colors-change in the modes of wanting, 
as a chameleon in the daylight, 
as the seasons fade to black, hunting season
where...

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Her name was fancy Ann flapper Bell
they called her the bell of the ball
the story goes, she was a flapper
who married a clapper,
a fine banger...

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Poet: Otieno Elvis Gikoi
Pen : el.oti.gi...

Now its me and you but nothing between us
Remember the times when the conversation would last for hours
Remember the moments...

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Some people lose their eyes.
Spiders fall from the sky.
I ate a green hotdog once.
My grandma’s dog poops green.
A giggle.
Two of them look to see if...

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Sometimes i would like to have an affair with death/
kiss her beautiful lips/
& paint lasting memories in her mind 

I would like to shake her...

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Thru deliberate seductive
liaisons, ploys, and underhanded gambits,
I tendered illicit, explicit and complicit shenanigans
blatant actions to foment coital adulteration.

Ofttime these discrete liaisons found me removing 
linkedin...

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Contemplate just in case I meet my one true love
Just to see him actually the man that I dream of.
Silky soft material upon myself was...

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Strange Weather 

The camels are swimming, 
and who knew...
they knew how?
What a surprise...
to all that stood by, 
watching them cross the desert, 
like ducks on...

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A Wooden Riddle

I walk through walls, 
but I'm not dead. 
(as they are unfinished) 
I try to keep the plans, 
locked in my head. 
From...

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Rain

As I set here quiet, 
I gather my thoughts. 
I pray without the pomp...
of a beginning or an end. 
As He is always with me....

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It's not just a cake when made with TLC..
Its made especially with love from Terri-Lee.
Whatever your style, idea or dream..
TLC will cater to your special...

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A Hard Beginning

The cough continues. 
My head... aches, 
but there are needles in my eyes, 
that will not stop poking my lids. 
Everything hurts today,...

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Thief of Glory 
 
Faded flowers, 
dead on the table, 
no vase, no water, 
no blood, 
no sacrifice, 
of time, sweat, tears, 
years and fears....

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Used by the Muse

Here I sit, after the holidays. 
Everything is quiet, 
and waiting for the big party, 
to end the year. 

Struggling on page...

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