Sunday, December 06, 2009

Alone and Aimless

alone and Aimless…

the luscious flower of the heart

quivers in the gentle

wind of dawn; longing for the mystic

tongue, the sensitive flame of passion foretold



yet, beyond the gloom,

near the musical spring of pure joy,

a new light flickers in earnest...

banishing loneliness as love particles fill

the air and gladden the hearts of many



tempting colours

of oneness sublime; testing the

limits of creation; forcing

the blooming flower (and the bee)

to behave in mysterious ways



she danced with me

in silence; sowing the sacred

seeds of joy within



overwhelmed by her

fragrance, I seek the divine counsel

of the ageless Eros, son of Ares,

who strongly believes she is ripe

for the picking (in more ways than one)



my heart jumps for joy…

how precious is the moment

when fortune smiles?



flushed with emotion

we jump over the rainbow

hand in hand…

finding solace under the

sumptuous wings of desire



i paint

her glorious Petals with glee;

calming her nerves…

sampling the divine nectar with

intense feeling of pure love





© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Winter Rain

frisky tadpoles
in my visual field...
winter deluge

the sound
of silence after the first
winter rain...
how precious is the moment when
the sun turns the other cheek?

raindrops in Findon...
a flock of wild ducks come out
to play; stealing kisses

sowing the
seeds of desire after
the fall...
a cloud painted with
your smiles

the moon sings
yet you sit like the Pharaoh's cat
purring

a new voice
in the 'hood foretold
and yet, the light
of old memory fills the
heart of many


(C) Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo




Wednesday, July 08, 2009

The Moment of Desire

i wake up
in triumph; conquering
the dead of winter
swimming in the pristine
waters of great joy

behold the yellow moon
in the sweetest moment of passion
nourishing the soul...

her delicate light
liberates my consciousness;
permeating the whole
spectrum of my being under the
watchful eyes of Venus

like an angel from the
blue, she comes in all her glory...
bearing the divine nectar

i see true love in her
limpid eyes of bliss; drinking from
the sweet wells of beauty
sublime; watching as her divine
presence dissolves in my naked soul

she sails through my
veins like a ship upon the secret
river of time; chanting love!

now, I can feel the
soothing rhythm of her heartbeat as
she savours the moment...
singing the divine melody in the
wondrous bed of a thousand lights

soulful dance of oneness...
what a stellar trajectory of love in
the moment of desire?


Copyright (C) Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo

Sunday, February 22, 2009

The Hand of Friendship

Concerned about the wellbeing of refugees, the Charles Sturt Council in South Australia has, recently, established a new program to forge closer links between residents and the new arrivals.

The main thrust of the new policy is on building bridges across cultures; lending a helping hand of friendship where it matters.

The Community of Friends Scheme puts volunteers in regular contact with the new migrants and refugees in order to help them settle into the local community.

Meanwhile, the African refugees are the main beneficiaries of this new approach to integration and resettlement in the state.



Friendship
On the fatal shore…
Summer moon


© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo

Sunday, February 01, 2009

A Long Way from Home

For the refugees, every moment is a constant struggle for survival, a relentless search for home and community in an alien environment.

Omari Kimweri, 26, a Tanzanian boxer who made international headlines after defecting from the national team during the 2006 Commonwealth Games in Melbourne, Australia, is continuing his fight for permanent residency in the country, after launching a professional career recently.

The Adelaide City Messenger newspaper reports that Omari is still pleading with the Australian authorities to allow him to stay; fearing arrest and prosecution if he is forced to return to his homeland in Tanzania.

Meanwhile, his fate is in the hands of the Minister for Immigration and Citizenship affairs, Chris Evans.


Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Makuac Wins an Award

Makuac Dhal is the proud winner of the Minister for Education and Children’s Services Award for excellence in Languages and Cultures.

The award was announced and presented on Australia Day, 26th January 2009, at Government House in Adelaide, South Australia.

Makuac is a quiet (yet distinguished) 18 year-old Sudanese man, who came to Australia in 2003 as a refugee.

He has worked effectively with people in need; helping the new arrivals make sense of the world in which they find themselves; translating and interpreting for the Dinka speaking parents and care-givers in the area.

In fact, his effort has already yielded some positive outcomes; leading to a better understanding of the cultural norms and the needs of the Sudanese youths in the new and emerging communities in South Australia.

Makuac is an ambitious young man with great potential and a worthy recipient of the award.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Dreamtime Tales

the dreamtime tales
of wonder sublime; imagining
the mysteries
of the divine consciousness
under the glow of your essence

you shine
the light on the immortal
longings of the
lonely soul under the watchful
eye of the rainbow

frisky hormones
on the rampage; deflowering
the cell nucleus
in the primordial pond
of ravishing beauty

the microbes
also have their special night
of surreal pleasure
cradling the mystic egg before
the golden dawn

across the dark matter
(in the blissful realm) I witness
the glorious birth
of the cosmic nymph, a flurry of
love particles over the crescent moon

the electrons in
the scarlet clothing of desire
profoundly seduced
by the magic protons under
the trembling beam of light

love blossoms in
earnest; feeding the flame...
nourishing the lonely
soul with sweet thoughts of life
endowed with endless joy

i sow the holy
seed of destiny with great delight
seeing the divine truth ...
feeling the eternal beauty of pure
love emanating from the single spark


© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo