‘Hybrid Beings’ A Poem by Fortune Omosola
Hybrid Beings These hybrid beings, are unsweetened, salty egrets layering. Are we in death, deceiving, or beings in mock, afraid? From what grand order are we receiving, to what judgment are we set ablaze? For what burden do we bear this pain that…
Before the Robot Came – A Poem by F.Omosola
Before the Robot Came With aluminum lanterns, we braved the night, Studying, dozing, giggling, Before dawn flushed our rooms And left us begging for more minutes. We sat on stories in the backyard, Leapt on broomsticks, Satisfied with…
When. A Poem by F.Omosola
When? I have chosen patience in these ocean depths, watching the skeletons beneath me gaze. Do not let me drown when my strength stretches upward toward the surface. The devil is in the detail. Deliver me from false dawns, from beautiful…
Solomon’s Gaze – Poem
Solomon’s Gaze On the far right is a sad left, Before the sea retires into an ambush of waves. Dim light feeds crescents before iron doors bend in favor; At arm’s length, gold sweepers tend to Solomon’s gaze. His thoughts salute…
Poem: Wishes Are Enough – Fortune Omosola
I wish I could play the piano, I wish I was taller, I wish I could wean the guitar, Play it better than Carlos Santana. If only I could travel the world in an eye blink, In exchange for the internet, Doing a yoga pose on the Himalayas, Levitating to…
These Streets – A Poem By F.Omosola
In these streets, far-flung is the mesh of human decline, connected by the hue of scorn – struggle. Somewhere, a child stands amused, tray of rotten plantain perched on his head, golden flies clapping in applause. A vulcanizer etches a path on a…
Cornucopia – A poem by Fortune Omosola
Cornucopia I have seen these hills bend and bounce, whispering to the trees in earthly languages; the sun kissing the temple of the Olota hills, spirits foraging for ancient footprints. I have been air, romancing the air, paying homage. When time takes a…