A Collaboration between Ovi Odiete and Evna-Luna

Bring me rain, rain, boom


Bring me rain, rain, rain,
Let it boom or blossom due
Sunsets kissing the earth
Sky filled with crimson's view
Flow river flow,
Run, earth run
Bring me days unending waves
Days unending tales
Bring me rain, rain, rain,
Let it boom, flow, grow
Evna-Luna©

Sun kissed earth adore the air
Mild blown tears falling freely
Give me paradise, blue or white
Give me years true or through
Bring me rain, fall, fall
Days of glowing health
Trees on river's fronts
Bring me through a broken seal
Give me love that sweeps me in
Bring me rain, rain, boom
Ovi Odiete©*

Give me night, nights, boom
Watch me moon, stars, sky
Give me paradise blue, white, blue
Bring me rain, fall, boom
Give me days unending bliss
Give me years unending peace
Bring me glow, glows, boom
Give me earth and paradise blue
Watch me sleep, dream, boom
Bring me paradise blue or white
Ovi Odiete and Evna-Luna

A collaborative piece/poem between

Ovi Odiete and Evna-Luna

**© 2016, all rights reserved

The early show
Cheap tickets
For the big screen
Full of stars
Popcorn aplenty
Another tally mark
Against one more day
Worse ways to **** time.

There was a girl
I used to swap paperbacks
and spit with, once
I fixed her wiper blades,
I remember the soft dead wings
on the windshield,  pretty
as you please

She was alone in her shoes
listening to something
that kept getting darker
and glowing like morning
on the oil spilled under her truck,
she was drifting through
the rosewater of her soft red hair

She only wanted to be rolling
off a swollen river, sliding
out of a clean slip, turning
over in a deep sleep, trailing
a shimmering thread, hiding
under a pile of wet leaves

Then there she was sailing
in her river of blood,  going
white and smelling like smoke
from a struck match behind
closed blinds on a ceramic floor,
a white blouse red as a sharp knife
collecting the light of mourning.

Evenings like these
black as a keyhole

crossing a shadow cast
on the side of the road

where the ground sleeps
dreaming of smooth stones

and nights without love
earning a dangerous living

like a breath under water
choked on the mystery

of cornbread
and a farmer's daughter

I wake up thirsty
hungry and alone.

When trees out in the open field
Become covered
From heavy snow
Limbs start to droop and
Break
And some how speak to me
When blue/gray shadows emerge
When the weeping begins
and ends
So I Stop here now
and stand still
Frozen
It’s dark
Blackbirds sit and stare,
It’s not time
Though I climb over high walls
Wanting,
To pass this time again
When unchartered roads are taken
When white woven pearl doors open
I am sunken
Yet saved
able to dream
With no Regrets
Of this sudden defeat
When the ocean accepts my ashes