Adeosun Olamide


Adeosun Olamide Poems

1. Greenness Instinct 9/28/2013
2. Our Deeds 10/1/2013
3. Riding Through Memories 10/20/2013
4. An Ode To Envy 10/26/2013
5. This Lives Truly With Worth 11/1/2013
6. Ahab’s Thought… The Perfect Queen 11/30/2013
7. Leave-Taking 12/13/2013
8. Soothing Phase 12/30/2013
9. Beneath Gods Gamp 1/2/2014
10. Dawn Breaks 1/7/2014
11. The Street Girl 1/10/2014
12. Demise (A Long Way Near) 1/17/2014
13. Coming Diurnal 1/18/2014
14. The Back Of Beyond 1/26/2014
15. Daniela’s Void 1/28/2014
16. The Whimpered Whisperings 2/12/2014
17. A Heart Of Gratitude 7/1/2013
18. Mides Note 7/1/2013
19. The Mourners Of Sunday Morning. 7/1/2013
20. A Walking Shadow. 7/1/2013
21. Knight In Shining Armor 7/1/2013
22. Traveler Stone 7/1/2013
23. Errors Of A Night 3/8/2014
24. The Ward 3/13/2014
25. Astute Pursuit 3/26/2014
26. Into Bliss 4/1/2014
27. Saving Day At Night 4/23/2014
28. Sailor Utterances 4/23/2014
29. My Acme Flower 5/7/2014
30. This’ Call Fieldsdream… 5/19/2014
31. Dairy Of The Hills 6/12/2014
32. The Lady Of Street 6/20/2014
33. Hades Prophet 6/20/2014
34. Endless 6/27/2014
35. Had It All? 6/27/2014
36. From The Conversations 7/23/2014
37. What The World Told 7/26/2014
38. Cloudy Veils 8/5/2014
39. Usman 8/7/2014
40. Soon Shall Fade 8/11/2014

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  • Poem By Poem By (6/25/2015 7:30:00 PM)

    this poet writes from a sacred place

    thanks
    namaste

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Best Poem of Adeosun Olamide

Season Of The Coffin Makers

Out here in mist, a virgin widow
With coffin just wedded husband
He died of laughter, she says
That was pure, untouched

In here the mist, a virgin mother
With coffin just wedded daughter
She died of syphilis, she hears
As priest turns her away

Out there in paradise town, a candle light
With coffin of virgin mother
She died of laughter, all says
That twitch sprouts in head hers

And silence in the cathedral
Out here beneath mist
The coffin of its priest
A veiled rapist night before shot- heard

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Calling

We have prayed, wanting no cross,
But now we pray for strength,
Strength to not be crushed by the cross,
Perhaps God answers this.

We have prayed, wanting peace,
But now we praying, ask for rage,
Rage, to unbury us from the stillness,
God answers.

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