Irresistible! Sky making love to my mind ...I reach for my phone
No matter its pose The heavens bare such beauty ...even in pixels NB: Both shots were taken by me 🙂 from my Blackberry, and edited on Instagram 😉
Tag: nature
Foul Weather (Rant)
Cruel star, burning Renders us UV-ray scares Glad I've got Sun-screen! Barbecuing sky, Do you like your humans crisp? I'm almost ready! Nerve wrecking heat wave Blame it on global warming Feels like I'm melting!
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Exactly how I feel right now! 😦
(Googled!)
Undressed
Barren
Stretched out
Naked
and
ReachingAbortion
due to seasonUnclothed,
Anticipating the embrace,
The white, crystal cloak
soon to bare over…
Blistering winds
do shake the buds,
Your ovaries
left
in cryogenic sleep,yet
the
beauty
of your form
the
intricacies
of your fingers
the
vulgarity
in your structure…Imagery savored in pixels
Your nakedness
relished
till yet another season…
Today @ dVerse Poets, Brian Miller is hosting Poetics and the prompt is based on photographic art inspiration (Photograph all provided by SueAnn) … Feel free to join in the fun! 🙂
Thanks Brian! 🙂
Dawn
Holding my hand she softly
leads me to the morning
Such a tease, from behind
my curtains she peeps and
distracts me from my sleep.
Hypnos flees at her whisper,
My sprawled body yet again
unchained..Waking me from temporary death
She bids me live with song
from birds near by and the
growing cacophony from my
window, outside- testifying
to possibilities of what
the day may bring.A times I wish she leave me be
Just allow my sprawled body
Yet she is ever present company
Her warmth
Her whisper
Daily piercing through my nights
She births new days
She ushers in the light.
Some day I hope to capture
her form through mechanical eyes
but only through words will I depict
her beauty until pennies fill my pocket
A likely conversation in the Niger-Delta between Mother and Child
When do we go home mama?
Very soon my pikin (child)
once the rivers stops leaking
when the earth is done drinking
and our home is no longer sinking
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What about Papa, when is he coming back?
He’s long gone my love
and won’t be coming home,
swept away with all else we own,
He now lays buried in a watery tomb~~~
Who are these people mama, are they my new family?
You might say that in a way
to all, the river has done damage
belongings and love ones, vanished,
And now families by design, we manage
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When do we go home mama?
When the freak rains finally halt
and the rivers shut their vault
…Have patience child,
We’ll soon be okay
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**** Inspired by the flood situation presently devastating communities within my Country (click for information—> RAGE OF NATURE: Flood ravages communities across Nigeria)
(Pictures provided by google)
Haiku #9- Preview to a rain storm… AT LAST!!!!
Nimbus veils in sky, Electric displays within Howling banshee winds...
Festival King 