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
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
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 your presence, Isa
I am aunt Elizabeth,
John and I danced
In joy when you came
I inhale a fragrance of your words
and exhale secrets from my heart
I hear the soundless echoes
of forgotten names of my soul
and the universe whispered
gently back to me
mysteries of the tastes and
innocent beauty of you;
In seasons past
and in lifetimes to come
And I, a virgin took you in
I touched your garment
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
I am a woman healed;
a heart’s hemorrhage ceased
Sleep floats away
Words take her place…
A bouquet of your poems
I inhale their perfumes
Spicy, sweet, sharp,
Stinging, soothing,
Then STIRRING,
The dams burst and
I curl up and weep
I am Martha at your feet…
Like a sardine of songs
Packed into the spaces
Of a scattered mind
Their oils pour out
Spilling into and staining
My wall-less nights and days
Fingers cannot keep up
With the flood of words
I am drowning here
In an angry storm-sea of love
I am the lady of Magdala
Watching you, nailed to the cross,
My sweet saviour, BEloved lsa…
I should have engraved
Your poems only
as temporary tattoos
on my forearms
Now I find your image still here
Deeply entrenched,
Permanently etched
Into the walls of my heart
I am Veronica’s heart
You engraved your face in me…
And I cannot get you out
of the linings of my soul
Unless love ends;
or I cease to breathe
Confused, I pause;
I inhale; I decide to live
I exhale; I choose to love
And so I know
That I shall carry you around
All the life of my days
Like a mesh of beautifully
knotted, stirring, aches
I am Bethsheba, cleansed anew
As I bathe in the light of your love…
Sleep floats away
and love takes her place.
Today, BEloved ISA
I woke up to the sounds
of 7 poems weeping in my heart
Their tears, a reminder….
(C) Juliet Kego Ume-Onyido
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
Poem: A Song For Lovers: I Choose You!
[A melodic ode to sensuality & spirituality; Song-of-Solomon-eque; praise-poetry; worship poems]
Dear Yeshua,
There was no music
and yet we danced to our own beats
We swayed sensually to the rhythm
of our fired pulses ‘n’ heartbeats
I shall remember these moments,
I’ll freeze them in timeless space
Especially the sacred hour
I looked into your soul and saw my own face
Your Laughter
Ha
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 my air
as it convulses in mirth,
And on your cheeks
Unformed dipped-in dimples
16. Feast
Drink of my nectar
Thundering sighs tease my thighs
Open me up. Feast!
17. Friends
A harmless button
A line in guileless wonder
A new beginning.
18. Hugs and Kisses
Gift me with a hug
Your face in my neck; inhale
My lips on bare chest.
19. Fusion
Let’s be crazy now
Soft skin to hard, hot to cold
Passion as our muse
20.Dance of passion
Darling, dare to dance?
Hypnotize me in deep trance
Pierce me with you lance.
#21. Kiss Me
My face in your hands
A quiver full of kisses
Tongue to tongue.
#22. What if?
What if you exist?
A rhetorical question.
And now, here you are!
#23. In Exhalation…
I inhale your words
And exhale epiphanies
Poetry’s oxygen.
#24. Via Dolorosa
The way of the cross
I am Veronica’s heart
Imprint your face here.
#25. Awakened
For decades I slept
They tried to bring me to life
You called my soul’s name.
#26. Lost and Found
This is the story
Of a lost pilgrim of love
Who found her way.
#27. Star-crossed
We may never meet
Our stars may never collide
And yet we shone bright.
#28. Knock; Knock
Reality knocks
Do not answer her door yet
Hold me for a while.
#29. Dancing with gods
They will remember
That in the life of my days
I danced with a god.
#30. No Walls
You taught me this truth:
God is not in walled spaces
No walls. No locks. Here.
(C) Juliet Kego Ume-Onyido
