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Vessel of Fate, Before thee I pledge
Years, gone by
The goddess of beauty yet
Let the patient dog cool his heels.
Patient of love amid forlorn hope,
I traverse thy love desert.
Each day invites a heartbeat,
That leaves heart racing
Like a fast-paced legend,
Prisoner’s boot I wear
Cold sweat falls on my nocturnal body
Diurnal wakes with bated breath.
Before thee; my vessel of fate
Unconditional surrender I pledge
To thy court,
Thy favorite lullaby, to sing aloud
Like an ovenbird in summer oak forest.
Yet untold at full moon,
I vow to offer thy ears.
Odes; yet unsung
At the village square,
I, mockingbird on thy olive,
Promise to serenade nightly.
Proses; full of witty sayings,
My pen avers to fill thy dossier.
On a cold rainy night,
I wait in the wings
To offer warmth to thy wintry blanket.
Thy room; hot on a scorch sunny day
Gentle breeze of Sahara harmattan
My presence to besiege thee.
Alas! To thy deaf ears I speak;
With blind eyes thou look;
And cold hands, empty of melting touch,
Thou rawly deal.
Thy oxymoron beyond knowledge
Humor covered in hues of innuendos
Pride in nature as thy dress.
Without a face, I stand melted
Innominate I live in thy court
Blown away by thy wind
Skin and bones I clothe
My daily meals full of grief
Like oil hurts soak my heart
And leaves no warmth.
I burn like fire in the forest;
My flesh in flames
I’m gone like evening ghost
Thy silhouette dances home with me.
© July 5, 2015