Deliberately written for Ms. East and her cult of followers...

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I.
Seasons change
And seasons grow
Life settles
In the hear and know
I fear a show...

Plants take off
And plants uproot
And animals eat
The troubled shoots
Tread under careful boots

Succulents fill with
Water soaking up
Nighttime comes
To fill the cup
For the bats will sup...

But barracudas
Aren't enough
To shoot down the
Impoverished and tough
So, what's up?

Seasons change
Politically
And spirals begin
Polyamourously,
Figuratively...

If guns were animals
They'd eat a lot
They'd stop and stare
Maybe sleep on a cot
Probably take their own shots

For, what do we know
Of the pinnacle cost?
What do plants know
Of having a boss?
Can plants cut loss...?

One day, we'll make
The seasons change
One day is all it will
Take to spare the change
Will it leave outrage?

Will we look back
With regret
On our human choices?
Will we stay on set,
Even with the neglect -
And shudder with our voices..?

• Written by Robyn Eggs
  April 19th, 2018

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II.
Maybe the older you are - -
The deeper you fall...in love...
The easier it is...to love...
And the harder - -
The harder it is...to fall in love...
And when you do...
Is it just because?
Because of the loneliness?
That has grown its way - -
From the inside, out?

• Written by Robyn Eggs
  April 19th, 2018

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III.
Lover of light
Plant perspectives
Exoneration of death -
Let plants live!

Unique jewelry
Of plant persuasion
Lovely and colorful -
Everyone's aspiration

An idle observation
Of death, just outside
Hanging on a line
It might reach inside

• Written by Robyn Eggs
  March 15th, 2018

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IV.
I love the teddy
He is so soft
With magical shading
So fluffy and boss

Her textures
Combine to stun
Moments of lecture
Punctured with fun

Texture and color
And magic galore -
Mommy, I want it
Cant I have more?

• Written by Robyn Eggs
  March 15th, 2018

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V.
Love the use of black
Brings the magic to life
Hope to look deeper
To experience life

The stars are shining
In your black sky
But the gold keeps shining
Giving an alluring cry

I love the blues
So soft and cloudy
So faded and non-conforming
Bonding loudly

Proudly, she strikes
A mountainscape
Proudly she spites
The butcher's gape

• Written by Robyn Eggs
  March 15th, 2018

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VI.
Mr. Prolific Studios
Full of many women
Wow us with your visuals
No person could ever lose

So neat and cool
A shocking representation
Of an eclectic set
Of people from this nation

We share a passion
For people and color
Retro is the meaning
And we look no further

For fantastic and super
Bombastic artworks
Lurk in the most inner
Corners of thought jerks

• Written by Robyn Eggs
  March 15th, 2018

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VII.
So very presentable
And cute and neat
I just love the fables
Your images create...

Abstract impressions
Of precision and weight
Loom in understanding
Demanding you wait

Don't fall from trust
Or gush too much
Over lust and dust
It won't last, and such...

• Written by Robyn Eggs
  March 15th, 2018

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VIII.
Gentlemen
Nothing happened
I wanted
So I left
But I called back
To suddenly
Have one or two
Things
That I wanted
What happened?
Why are voices
Ringing out
Like a Kraken?

• Written by Robyn Eggs
  March 31rst, 2018

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**Copyright April 19th, 2018. Robyn Eggs

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