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Adekunle Aduloju Poem
SECRETS OF THE SUN
I plucked you
These lines;
From the twilight grace of the rising sun.
I hold secrets of the sun
Within the depth of my palm,
I have anointed my voice.
At this hour…
My breath are mixtures of endless rhymes
And compelling rhythms
Pervading the clear air at dawn
My steps
Are like the dance
Of the ever present
On vibrating pulse of the earth,
I hold secrets of the sun
This palm
Bear age long witness
Testaments and riddles
Veiled in multi-coloured forms
(c) aduloju adekunle.
Copyright © Adekunle Aduloju | Year Posted 2010
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Adekunle Aduloju Poem
CYCLE
When east, is still the very east
And
The horizon still hold their peace;
This trend shall be passionate dialogue
With the winds,
While western clouds
Remain sole passage for the setting sun.
I speak in multiple tongues
My voice is laced
Pool of colourful litanies.
I fashioned innumerable company of words
Wrapped them up
For the winds
To bear across the distance depths.
The messages…
Are lingering clear lines
All along
In
wide
wild
circle of flux meanings
ADO EKITI. AUGUST 2002
© Aduloju adekunle
adulojubaba@yahoo.com
Copyright © Adekunle Aduloju | Year Posted 2010
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