Floetry by JulietKego: Ha! Your Laughter

Ha
Dear Lord!
(A pause, a pun, an exclamation)…
I hear traces of thunder
In your laughter
And one day, I will write
Your laughter into words
Capture how your larynx opens
Like an unfolding petal to my sun
How your throat swallows up my air
As it convulses in mirth,
And on your cheeks
Unformed dipped-in dimples
Struggle not to cheekily crinkle
As hot and cold air whooshes out,
Condensing into droplets
Washing my body-soul-spirit
Like vibrating rivulets of rains
And I become Earth’s wet centre;
A pulsating core of the universe.
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#FloetrybyJulietKego: The Season of My Love

 

In the season when I first loved you
I swear I heard a sigh from the lady rain
as she wept non stop, (unlady-like), out loud
I guess from the fullness of your man cloud
Perhaps like me, she could not contain
the sight of your beauty-powered grace

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#FloetrybyJulietKego: A Bouquet of Poems

Juliet Kego Ume-Onyido

Today,
I found a bouquet of Earth’s 7 poems
resting on my doorsteps
one for each layer of creation….

The air in Judea came alive
with perfumes of your poems
a hint of humble hibiscus,
giving, gazing gardenias,
wise, impish izoras,
thorny, red roses
fun, flirty lilies,
a wisp of zany zinnias,
and a lone, shy, smiling sunflower,
all laced up in a vase,
filled with the aromas
of your presence, Yeshua
I am Elizabeth,
John danced in joy in my womb
when you came visiting

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#FloetryByJulietKego: Who are you walking with?

Who are you walking with?
Walk with someone whose memory
brings a shy smile to your lips (when they’re away)
One who makes you walk into a room
like you have an invisible crown on your head
who centres your gypsy spirit
who soothes your soul in any storm
one who makes you matter.
__________
Walk with one who celebrates you
who creates a waterfall deep in your being
(during a drought)
who makes you dance
even when an orchestra stops playing
who riles you yet makes forgiving so easy
be with the one who kisses you
with the sun’s golden rays
till you disappear into time
__________
Who holds your hands in a crowd
who heals your torn & worn out heart
be with the one who sees you without the lie
of a deformed world
one who gives you a sacred space
to be human, to stumble & rise
allows you room to embrace & gain mastery
over your shadows and bask in your light
__________

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#FloetryByJulietKego: A Gypsy Birth And Home-coming

I met a gypsy in the fields
a maker of mind-magic
with flowing, tangled locks
to her orbit mortals flocked

to whispering winds
her maxi-skirt twirled
to thundering clouds
her heartbeats echoed

we traded places
she, now rooted here
hearth; a home I soon forgot
as I cut off my umbilical cord

I am become a wistful one
a wonderer’s wanderer;
a warrior and water-walker
I, – a barefoot belly-dancer

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#FloetryByJulietKego: Wings of Words

 

 

 

 

Travel with me
on winged-planes of poetry
come walk with me, beloved
– barefoot, on a restless red earth
with sands, hot and fine
– longing for a feel
of travel-lust laden feet
surrounded by scents
of cool and crispy pine
open up; drink my wine
sit on our seat of stillness
let’s co-create an alchemy;
bear witness and prophesy
with sacred sounds of silence,
obim utter nothing, aye, no kpim
let’s ride this wave, on wings of words―
♥JK

 © Juliet ‘Kego

#FloetryByJulietKego | For Leah Sharibu – A Happy Birthday?

For daughters – Alice Ngaddah, Chibok Girls and Leah Sharibu…LEAH – A Happy Birthday?

They’ll be back, Papa
Aye Mama..

Beaded words
strung into secrets shloka
hang ’em like pāda
a dua verse, a psalm, a song,
an ululation, a chant, a canticle,
a poem; a sombre sonnet for their safety..

A prayer for sisters;
a song for our daughters♥JK

 © Juliet ‘Kego

#FloetrybyJulietKego: GATED HEAVENS

Gated Heavens

We shall meet there at heaven’s gate
Where a cross makes new life for the late
And a molten grace dissolves despair
Spring of love flows through walls of fear
Tingly laughter drowns our choking cries
Truth whispers; she buries weighted lies

Aye, then, as our faith takes root
Beloved, away we go, to take a tour
On a laughter-lit, narrow angels’ route
Darkness & demons make a detour
Far from us, at the cross-road junction
To us shall flow the holy unction

And after a winter’s chill of shrivelled leaves
Spring peeks shyly; in death (s)he lives…

 ©  Juliet ‘Kego

#FloetrybyJulietKego: Collecting Dust…

“One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life.” – Kahlil Gibran

Collecting Dust…

Collecting Dust Poetry by juliet Kego Floetry Kahlil Gibran Quote

You are a special story-book
I shall never grow tired of reading
yet must somehow put down
on a console in my basement

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