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  Jul 2021 Valsa George
anilkumar parat
With a sudden,mighty, silent roar,
the rain ravaged the earth
in a carnal frenzy
that gushed forth in torrents.

Soaked to their bones,
the streetlights stood mute,
their blood draining
in little yellow streams
that snaked their way
into the river.

And the river?

The river, she lay splayed
in lascivious languor,
her body shuddering
at the sudden onslaught
in the dead of the night
until the rain, spent,
slid silently away
like a thief.
When it rains everything gets wet in the moment making puddles of memories that shrink in the heat of life
  Jul 2021 Valsa George
Ovi-Odiete
Shadow man stalks on
Waiting to map a reprieve
Thither and thither he goes
Roaming through a seige
Farther and farther he leans
Cursing the wind
Staring the sun
But closer and closer
His shadow stalks
Stalking the very essence of his existence
Shadow man

Ovi Odiete 2018...
Shadowman
I am back after a long hiatus
  Jul 2021 Valsa George
Ovi-Odiete
There lies within the hills of perdition, the ☀ and the symbol of evil
The nuance of the desperate woman and the rants of her deeds
There lies within the crevices of the rock, a shallow breathing thing
Magically bound and hollowed to the hands of time,
The sunken shadows of night,
The depths of her soul
There lies her endless yearnings
And call for death
Her ripping moments and colorless nights
For when the night comes
Her moon beckons the wind
Her wind calls deep after deep..
Her nights mourn the sorrow of her endless days
And she searches, roaming the abode for an end,  but finds none
And then she comes out,  screaming and dancing to the voices of the night
Sorrow looms within her shores
But within the night, lies the SYMBOL of her love
Ovi Odiete
2018
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As I contemplated the project of writing a persuasive essay I discovered that I would have to have a topic upon which to practice my persuasive techniques .  After much cogitation and enumeration of my possibilities , pursued with such zeal that it soon resembled pedantic ostentation , I concluded that the most positive prospect I could pursue in this endeavor would be an attempt to prove irrefutably that I deserve a grade of A in this class ; if not for the undeniable excellence of my effort , then at least for the unadulterated audacity of my pretentious assertion .  

In order to perform this feat first I must overwhelm your developing consternation , the frozen mastodon of your auspicious judition .  To accomplish this I will cite my impeccable attendance ; which although not perfect was indeed a valiant effort in the face of public opinion whose abstinence approached epidemic proportions .  I will expound on the effectual and pervasive inspirations of my in class commentary , which sparked many a heated argument or thoughtful conjecture ; and comment on the polished precision of my in class narration .  I will reiterate the diversity and intrigue of my subject matter and the competence of my delivery .

Next , with all the dynamic aggression of a wind-up tyrannosaur , I will recapitulate and exemplify my arguments ; until the ramifications of my inductive collusions exceed the boundaries of your psychic phenomenon and you are forced to acquiesce into impunity .  

Yes I will indeed proceed to exceed the parameters of your mind , until mesmerized by the multitudes of analogous content you find yourself , disguised as captain corpuscle , floating euphorically down stream in a think box mind gram dingy towards a sea of Colorado cool aid .  Then as if all that were not enough to thoroughly torque your ringer , adamant and tenacious I will portray realms of intellectual austerity so intriguing you will be raised to new heights of enigmatism , and then I will leave you , enraptured with your own anonymity , at the edge, of the new world freeway .
A moment on the ear an opus creation without flaw  
the sound of pure laughter from a child on a see saw    
prolonged hours of ecstasy in the palm of God's hand  
the sound of the ocean on my chest and where I stand

A daffodil of yellow smiling up at me from base  
the scent of petrichor in the soil after a days rain
spectacular views from Mars or any place in outer space
just about anything that makes me laugh, insane  !

A slow and gentle kiss and poetry, from Baudelaire  
romantic dates that end with chocolate and roses
wooly socks, afghan blankets made of little squares
antiques that remind me of mom, and her neurosis

a million breaths released just after,  "I SIGH",
and all the things on my bucket list before I die.  
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