When I-ngels Cried

 

When I-ngels Cried (to Chassidy and Cam)

©K.Omodele 11-13-07

In an urban landscape which crumpled my soul
Where ulterior motives are brushstrokes by
shardy images of an elusive and
scarred-face dream, I barely noticed when two I-ngels* sighed.

In the solace of an early summer lake
in May, when bird chat was an Ella-scat, and while
soothing powder blue caressed over luscious green
and jerk-seasoned smoke, I clearly saw two I-ngels smile.

On the day the sun refused to shine, when freedom

rushed away like a ship on a West African tide

Seperated by bars, brick, glass panes and misery,

my heart tumbled like a stone when two I-ngels cried.

©K.Omodele 11-13-07

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* Angels

Linden: Age of Innocence

Linden: Age of Innocence

copyright 2011 K. Omodele

Gentle breeze hoists clouds, lifts away a storm

Parakeets chat harmonize innocence

Boats glide lazily 'pon a black river stream

Sun-molten, tar road winds thru innocence

Trains haulin' bauxite ricket up a storm

Three times each day a horn bellows a stream

Now time's rolled by like that black river stream

did glide. Life's a bowed coconut tree in storm

which snap-whips all semblance of innocence.

copyright 2011 K. Omodele

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E’nig•mat’i•cal

Time steals youth like waves thief the soil
and mushes it to slushy silt
Visions once strong as oxen gait
fade like leaves on autumn trees wilt.

Time’s a crude fire; smelts love from a heart
fond moments from minds like copper from bronze
extracting core Truth from precious al-loys
some rivers turn streams, some oceans turn ponds

Time is...water carried in a wicker basket absent-mindedly handled as if the vessel would miraculously retain the inevitable...

Copyright 2010 K. Omodele

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Death of a Soul, man

Copyright 2007 K. Omodele

At what point does a soul wither and drop?

Like rotten fruit from an ill-fated tree

The result of youthful intrepid plots

whose sole regal intent screamed, "LOOK! I BE."

What event led to the poor soul's demise?

Severed from his roots- a long stemmed Black Rose

Did volcanoes erupt in blood-fire eyes?

Time is a-grinding while youth decompose

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