The scars are
long covered and healed
Yet the pain remained
open and fresh,
oozing out
Into the scentless airs
Of the air (s)he breathes
Monthly Archives: July 2015
#85: Floetry by JulietKego: President Onfoloke
Tell the traveler to tell us not
tales of foreign sights and voices
And stranger touches and tastes
Tell him instead to fill our
heavy, hopeful hearts
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##114. Floetry by JulietKego: A Bouquet of Poems
Floetry by JulietKego: A Bouquet of Poems
Today,
I found a bouquet of Earth’s 7 poems
resting on my doorsteps
One for each day of creation….
The air came alive
with perfumes of your poems
fresh, humble hibiscus,
giving, gazing gardenias,
wise izoras, pink thorny roses
Just a hint of flirty lilies,
a wisp of zany zinnias,
a smiling sunflower,
all laced up in a vase,
filled with the aromas of love
I inhale a fragrance of your words
and exhale epiphanies
I hear the soundless echoes
of forgotten secrets of my soul
and the universe whispered
gently back to me
mysteries of the tastes of us;
In lifetimes past
and seasons to come
I touch you, baby
in the unfolding petals
and in faithful, sturdy stems
pricked by your crazy thorns
piqued, for I see all our hues
the mad mystery of you and I
caught in this bouquet of love
I heave, I sigh, shaking my head
Dreams collapse, reality in its stead
Today,
I woke up to the sounds
of 7 poems weeping in my heart
Their tears, a reminder; we’re apart.
(C) Juliet Kego Ume-Onyido
#84. Floetry by JulietKego: Apollonia’s baby
When aunty Apollonia got round in form
The wandering wind-watered whispers
Flowed on off deaf ears