utteredsilences.wordpress.com
“I Died With the Earth – A Similitude of the Days of the Destroyer” by Richard Oduor Oduku | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/2015/08/06/i-died-with-the-earth-a-similitude-of-the-days-of-the-destroyer-by-richard-oduor-oduku
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? 8220;I Died With the Earth A Similitude of the Days of the Destroyer” by Richard Oduor Oduku. August 6, 2015. I saw sharks and crabs suntan on sand dunes. And turtles and tortoises toast to reunions. I saw birds tight-lipped on nests of shredded Bibles. And snakes, motionless, coiled on the steering wheels of dead SUVs. I saw men listless with flags and paper roses on deserted car parks. And women, on roadside verges, trade sacraments from ransacked Cathedrals. You are c...
utteredsilences.wordpress.com
To belong | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/2015/08/05/to-belong-2
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? 8220;I Died With the Earth A Similitude of the Days of the Destroyer” by Richard Oduor Oduku →. August 5, 2015. I think along lines and sometimes stanzas There's a dance in my steps and my voice is laughter. Aspiring investigative journalist and lazy reader. View all posts by goldenwura →. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. 8220;I Died With the Earth A Similitude of the Days of the Destroyer” by Richard Oduor Oduku →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. On The Final Ride.
utteredsilences.wordpress.com
March | 2015 | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/2015/03
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? Monthly Archives: March 2015. A TRIP TO THE MUSEUM. March 14, 2015. By OLOWOGBOYEGA OLUMUYIWA I don’t know what I was expecting but the short, portly man in front of us was a disappointment. That was my only thought as I stared at his faded blue shirt tucked into baggy trousers. He … Continue reading →. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. A rather random thought. On The Final Ride. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. A rather random thought. Follow Blog via Email. Diary Of A Fed Up Lad.
utteredsilences.wordpress.com
July | 2015 | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/2015/07
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? Monthly Archives: July 2015. July 10, 2015. Originally posted on Poesy plus Polemics. I write this with no claims to education or mastery of the art form. Rather, as an autodidact poet-in-training, I am ever humbled by my own efforts at poetry. It is an exquisite obsession…. July 7, 2015. Teeth the color of earth, competing with the sun No care for the world. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. A rather random thought. On The Final Ride. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. Author, Wri...
utteredsilences.wordpress.com
April | 2015 | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/2015/04
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? Monthly Archives: April 2015. My disappearing muse…. April 15, 2015. These are my disappearing acts Based on unfounded facts Lacking in reasonable tact What do you expect when you make a devil’s pact? These are my disappearing arts Of which I swore never to part But there’s no denying I’m … Continue reading →. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. A rather random thought. On The Final Ride. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. A rather random thought. Follow Blog via Email.
utteredsilences.wordpress.com
May | 2015 | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/2015/05
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? Monthly Archives: May 2015. May 24, 2015. Far and away A beaut of a man lived Standing tall, proud with a stable income He was quite a stud Shining skin, glorious mane of hair ‘hung too’ the ladies would whisper Because his favorite sport was riding so … Continue reading →. May 13, 2015. Just like the angel You fell hard With no landing pad But just like the angel still You choose to not Seek forgiveness, you’d rather rot? Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. On The Final Ride.
utteredsilences.wordpress.com
February | 2015 | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/2015/02
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? Monthly Archives: February 2015. February 18, 2015. Perhaps if mother Hadn’t tried to suckle my breasts I’d have enough for you To lay your weary heads on I’d maybe hold you tight. Against me, So, the softness of my chests Can soothe your hardness But I can … Continue reading →. February 14, 2015. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. A rather random thought. On The Final Ride. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. A rather random thought. Follow Blog via Email. Join 5,364 other followers.
utteredsilences.wordpress.com
goldenwura | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/author/goldenwura
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? I think along lines and sometimes stanzas There's a dance in my steps and my voice is laughter. Aspiring investigative journalist and lazy reader. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. August 14, 2016. My very dear friend David Olamide Amore wrote this beautiful poem for me. I’m beside myself with joy. ẸLẸSẸ OSUN (BEWITCHING HEELS) Osupa has beam its igniting glow And irradiation to your glossy sole Irawo has bestrewn you with … Continue reading →. March 2, 2016. December 22, 2015.
utteredsilences.wordpress.com
When it hurts. | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/2015/05/13/when-it-hurts
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? My disappearing muse…. The Final Ride. →. May 13, 2015. Just like the angel. With no landing pad. But just like the angel still. You choose to not. Seek forgiveness, you’d rather rot? On the same angel’s path. The one who really cared. You forsook for the one you feared. Now all he’s done is smite you. And somehow, for him you still got the hots. Oh, but I think you like it when it hurts. View all posts by goldenwura →. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Enter your ...
utteredsilences.wordpress.com
January | 2015 | Utteredsilences
https://utteredsilences.wordpress.com/2015/01
Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? Monthly Archives: January 2015. January 16, 2015. There are some places I’d love to visit with you again We’ll take the train of my thoughts And ride the length of my pen Alighting just before the tip guts us To our pretty little demise And our blood … Continue reading →. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. A rather random thought. On The Final Ride. Someone wrote me a poem. 😊. A rather random thought. Follow Blog via Email. Join 5,364 other followers. Diary Of A Fed Up Lad.
