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The Lonely Path, poem by Olufunke Kolapo (ME, IN FICTION Poetry and Prose Series)

Silver Birch Press

kolapo.jpgrobinsonThe Lonely Path
by Olufunke Kolapo

Still on this indented seat
Weary watery eyes from this ancient sight
Mine mind craving an escape took a flight
I, the unwilling partner tagged along
We walked hand in hand among
Brushes of treasured moments turned memories

We heard the eerie crunches of bits of our dreams
We gulped the bittersweet taste of our mistakes
We drank the stale milk of our guilts
The sickening stench of stillbirth dreams
Hung in the air ferrying thunderous voices
Of the wrong choices
And slipped chances
We heard the heartrending sob of lost loves
The never-ending groan of their broken hearts
We inhaled the wistful fragrance of their sad love songs
We saw under the sulking moon the ugly scars on our palms souvenirs from holding too tight
And the ragged residue from letting go
Not for lack of valour
But for loss of vigour
Now…

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Just Like A Stone


beaten and battered
unbroken and unbent
tossed here and there
I remain
strong and sturdy as the stone

wet with the dew of heaven
dried in the sun
I dined with the grass of the earth
I defied the wind and waves
of the world
not a grain
can be wrung from me

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Words That Breathe

From the four winds of the earth
Came breath to breathe on the slain
In the valley of dry bones
Where heads sat apart,
Bones scatter about, yet intact

At the command of Him
Whose words formed the earth
Came words that breathe
On the slain of Israel
Sinews for the stiffs
Bones to bones
Flesh to flesh
With a loud thunderous shake
The slain awake

Never say bones are dry
Never say hope is lost
With words that breathe
Your dry bones can walk
With words that breathe
Your slain shall wake