Folorunsho Obalugemo

Folorunsho Obalugemo May 2012

To and fro
he goes;
up and down
he moves.

Job 1:7

Folorunsho Obalugemo May 2012

God that made
Esau
hairy
fashioned
Jacob
a smooth lad

Folorunsho Obalugemo May 2012

Sinking!!
Never,
quipped
the shyster,
you're
floating
with
my straw.

Folorunsho Obalugemo May 2012

Much i strive
life
to comprehend;
puzzled
the more
i'm.

Folorunsho Obalugemo May 2012

Gay and green
tender boughs
blooming branches
fruitful vine
looking-down.

Folorunsho Obalugemo May 2012

Sighting her,
fair heaven--
the truth is--
I was smitten.

Of my enchanting lady

Folorunsho Obalugemo May 2012

Fallen into an iniquity
like me?
Jesus
loveth us
still.

Inspired by Victoria's poem: A little of what you fancy's good for the soul