ifeoluwa dele


Bubble In The Rain - Poem by ifeoluwa dele

In the mirror of April rain
I jumped high; you aired away
a free flying bubble, higher you blew;
lower I jumped, jaded.
You aired on; open, you burst wide
on the Easter evening of raw rain.

To you, what can I say?
Can my words hold you on?
Is it the knotty foreign tongue
or the clueless class?

The mirror, I placed
in the heart of the raw rain
that spanked the rotten roof,
hut of the broken bubble and me.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013


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