Daily Archives: May 2, 2014

On the mountain

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

We pitch our love against the height of the soaring mountain and we see the base of our ascent We measure our love with the depth of the bottomless valley and we see a container that never gets full We … Continue reading →

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And Love a Man’s Sins

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

“Loving his innocence was my first sin.” Fires, Margaret Yourcenar This isn’t virtuous, only human: purple veins in pale thighs or darker ruddiness in deep plum. The depths…the going down… & it’s still a trapeze act, not sure of swings, … Continue reading →

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Tired Towns

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Towns of little commerce near to being ghostly But for the cheer struck as a match During the blackout of some storm… Harmless, love, there is no great harm In the bars to combat boredom or The occasional darker stumbling … Continue reading →

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Aria

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

The silence stops & orchestration pours in – “Rosebud, Rosebud” – glass paperweight in my fingers. It smashes & fragments disband… I know these shards, these petals, Licking the crystal, the scents Of each… Some voice enters, song sweeping strong, … Continue reading →

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Conditional Ambition

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

If commoners had been crowned And enthroned from the walls of prison And they became the talk of nations And perhaps went on the journey of every man And the earth quacked and sobbed from Guinea To the arctic, and … Continue reading →

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A Left-Over of Selfish Confabulations

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I’m not any being I have no real existence But in the mind of amateurs and crooks Only instrumental without being any instrument I’m a mere idea, a left-over Of selfish confabulations I have not existence of my own I … Continue reading →

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the bird that sings on this pinnacle is a bad omen

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I will make this sober confession my friend, but it is a bold sum of general conviction. where my country will pour its libation and purge a blood of sacrificial lamb is a tough task for my determination. the bird … Continue reading →

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I Do Like Italian Food

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I do like Italian food And I sure like the women So please cease laughing at Me when I go swimming I like their eyes I like their lips so cute And I do love them in Their lovely bathing suit … Continue reading →

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I Married Her Smile

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I married her because of her smile It was stretched real long And I did truly believe that We’d be singing a song not too long But it seems to me that Smiles never last that long And the same … Continue reading →

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Do Not Stick Your Tongue Out

Posted on May 2, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Do not stick your tongue out When you’re walking round It would be so painful When you go falling down And if you’re eating With a chew chew chew Sticking your tongue out is Something not to do. So listen … Continue reading →

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