Title: 'SOLITUDE'

Title: 'SOLITUDE' - Visual Prayer Art by Rev.Bola A.

'Solitude'

Swimming in the freshness of my solitude
But no one ever is to blame.
swimming in the freshness of my solitude
to live only by those who bear his name.

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Title: 'WAITING' - Artwork by Rev.Bola A

'Waiting Alone'

Waiting alone in the humble comfort of old Ben’s hovel, with the smell of new-cut grass wafting in from outside, Belinda, even lovelier — if possible — in her grief, thought once more of Edwin, the ‘hooded visitor’ in her recurring dream. He was now, according to his scheming partner, Reg, starring in yet another film with Katrina Contraire.

Then came a knock at the door, and she whirled around. He was here! “I couldn’t stay away, honey bun!” he husked, tilting her oval face up to meet his lips, and as it dawned on her that her days of loneliness were over, she woke up. Incredibly enough, it had all been a dream.

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Title: 'MARCH HAIKUS' - Art by Rev.Bola A

'March Haikus'

1.

 Not soft, not lucky,
A maid comes to the river.
The sweet sunrise awaits.

2.

Dancing rains listen
dreaming of forgotten loves,
the summer moon wanes.

 3.

In our happy hearts
await the cries of nature,
continuing life. 

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Title: 'NATURE' - Visual Prayer Art by Rev.Bola A.

 Nature Poetry

The shifting hurricane jabs wildly

jutting in sequined dismay

and gusting with glee.

And autumn cries

in the mist,

and nature blows with symphonic splendour.

Autumn sparkles in yellow patches ,

hiding, dodging, playful

as night falls.

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 Title: 'SEA GREEN' - Visual Prayer Art by Rev.Bola A.

'As The Green of The Sea'

  Sharply spinning

Around the fog
We weave desirous thoughts 

In their high towers
Awaken! 

The Fool is vanishing
  In the green light of sea
Eating and humming 

Like cats in the night
Alas, with no lack! 

The twilight grows strong
 As the green of the sea
  They converse with misty moon rays

beyond the sublime
Alas! The wise will not
Grow wary, but stay hopeful
  Over the horizon
with a backward glance
In whose eyes
the victor
stands for a while
where he knew no-one.

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Peace and Love by Rev.Bola

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