erbacce-press

Above is the cover of Oladele's first ever collected poems; (He's adopted a pen-name for this one but it's him all right :-) ) it's a beautifully perfect-bound collection with 160 pages of the poets finest works. It really is breathtakingly intricate; brimming with the poet's humanity and a perceptive insight that stems from simply having lived.

In order to facilitate fans who want perhaps to have a signed copy we've established an email link direct to the poet; all you need to do is click on the cover and an email form will open; be sure to mention it if you want your copy signed and do supply a full snail-mail address...

Voices

You came on a dark
Night, then took me on a journey
to melancholy.

You spoke, and travelled with me
Deeper to discover me ___ your melancholy.

At your height, you sang angelic songs,
You spoke the words of love.
Your dirge songs, you painted, not as
A dark sea, but as thousands of daffodils,
And millions of red roses.

Like the red, black dotted ladybird you
Made me fly, you washed my vision, you
Healed my pain and heartache.

As a beautiful tropical butterfly by the flowing
Stream, you made me see the colours
Of the world in my cerebral cage __ Your voice.

Nay, at the furthermost end of my lifeline
You sang an awakening lullaby for me to return.
But you, you ___ the voice, and your voices,
Saved my life for not singing
The songs of Passover.

  **********************

To purchase this book click on the cover or if you
use PayPal add it to your orange shopping cart.

***************************************************************************************************************************************

....and we liked him so much first time round;

  here he is again:

Talking Trash-es

Teary blue, saying why-
Why. Why... Someone talks,
One listens, one sees, another
Talks- so others talk, more
Spoke, more people spoke, many
Spoke and, others listen.
Others- Other spoke and listened.
Why, why listen, because
Some spoke, because most spoke
But some never listen...listen?
Listened, I don’t know why they
Listened- But they listened.
So, let’s call it what
A day- A day you say? Let’s
Call it a day. What sort of day then-
A day, why a day? Why, why? Why-
A day, why call it a day- because it’s an ordinary
Day-
An ordinary day YOU say?
Ordinary day, an ordinary
Day-
It all amounts to an ordinary day.
It’s an ordinary day-

********************************************************************

To purchase this book click on the cover or if you
use PayPal add it to your orange shopping cart.