I want to paint your portrait
Nude surrounded by
Hummingbirds and Doves
I want to be the sun
You lie down on
The sensual sounds of your
Words
My feathers a golden task
Inviting you
Into the rainforest
Where I may bed you
And we will talk
After the long night of love
Of Trotsky
And
Occupy Wall Street
And
I will be your
Trophy O
Dear love of lust
Between the day and
Night.
Ken Trimble
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About Ijagun Poetry Journal
Ijagun Poetry Journal is a quarterly journal that provides a platform from which we can tell our own stories in the authenticity of their multiplicity through the poetic medium. We don’t want to hear these stories from our master “griots” alone; we want to hear from those mastering their art, too. Hence, we aim at publishing new and emerging poets. We also welcome the works of established poets in order to encourage the poetic genius of those mastering poetic art. We prize original works that conform to, break or reinvent conventions. Again, we accept reviews and critical essays on poetry. We also accept powerful art works and photographs that make us appreciate the "poetry" in everything.