Saturday, February 24, 2007

The Frangipani



The luscious
Frangipani blooms in earnest;
Oozing desire...
I watch the star of the summer
Garden with lustful eyes


© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo




Sunday, February 18, 2007

The Lost Boy and the Owl

Love with the heart
And open arms, so says
The owl to the
Lost boy as he emerges
From the shadows

He talks,
Briefly, with the wise one
On the island
Of destiny surrounded
By dreams

With vibes of love
And passion, he finds himself
In the city of light
Chasing the vanishing dream
With a smile

Still doing
The daily battle for survival,
Poor soul, but crossing
The Sacred River on the edge
Is not for the faint-hearted


© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo

Saturday, February 17, 2007

The Eagle and the Woodpecker

Where were
You, woodpecker, when
The eagle was
Flying high; serving justice
With a silver spoon?

© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo



Thursday, February 15, 2007

The Secret Life



The secret life
Of the gentle poet revealed
In the nick of time
Craving for the forbidden fruit
In the antipodean garden



© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Adrift in the World of Loneliness

Staring blankly into
The distance, the neophyte finds
Himself adrift; withdrawing
From the society into a world
Of private thoughts and beauty

He stood
In absolute silence, like
A solitary flower
In a shrinking pond; waiting
For the golden dawn

After years of solitude
And melancholy, the spirit
Liberates his memory
Giving him a new life in
The suburb of dreams


© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Jupiter's Poem

I

Jupiter
Wrote his first stanza
Cruising through
The happy jungle of stars
In the dawn of time

II

He breathed
New life into the galaxy by
Feeding and grooming the
Budding stars in the Milky Way
Sprouting the rainbow

III

Then, he undertook a
New cosmic adventure along the
River of dreams…
Nourishing the red dwarf with
Sweet memories of his first love

IV

He found his voice
In the years of the great
Cosmic upheaval
His first offering was a thriller
A golden poem with attitude

V

Jupiter’s poem was
Born in pain & deprivation…
Each stanza an
Embodiment of perfection
Over-flowing with love divine

VI

After many years
Of grief and solitude, he
Embraced the new light
With great passion, as the wild
Rose continued to bloom


© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo