Sabinah Adewole
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Sabinah Adewole is a member of the Barking Foxes poetry group, the National Poetic library UK, a member of the Society of Authors UK ,the Haiku Society of America and the Christian independent Publishing Agency -CIPA. Some of her poems appear in the Stripes magazine in 2021. she won the International Poetry contest in 2020. She also featured in the Havering daily mail and in the Write on magazine in 2020. She concluded this series on the 31st January 2021 and wrote every Saturday during the pandemic for one year writing her own story. About the Author I have been greatly inspired by the gift of poetry and writing. I was gifted the gift of poetry while sitting on a park bench in Gidea park in May 2018. I have continued to write daily and have created over 500 poems some Children books, Faith book and Adults inspiration and Transformation poetry. I would encourage you to look I have also co authored in four Anthologies and one Poetry Anthology this brought me into contact with coaches, publishers and a host of authors. I am grateful for those friendships and continue to work on building positive . I have six published books,three best sellers and four self published. Published books Journeys of Life Volume 1-3 A Childs Journey Through Poetry Vol 1-2 Journey of a Childs Faith Vol 1 A day on a Journey to Lakeside Shopping Mall Vol 1 Seven years of Bondage

Image Prompt-Poem 16 The rainbow in the sky

Image Prompt-Poem 16

The rainbow in the sky

The clouds on fire like a carpet

The evening felt like yesterday journey

The caravans had left the park empty

Children voices is all we could hear

The talks carried on but all we wanted was supper gallivant

The ladies gave up their meal to serve Us

Travellers that striking at Nigth time with no choice

Sunset boulevard at night voyage

Signposted is to arrive at the church farm before dinner

Awakened our mind and senses

The night of dawn for a family celebration

Sabìnah Adewole

As part of the poetry marathon 25/06/2022

Haibun is a type of Travel journal

Text Prompt -Poem 13 Storm Amarathan

Storm Amarathan

Suddenly , it came

Storm Amarathan arrived

Women crying their eyes

- Gatherings with others
  
  Can be challenging especially if you have been rejected
  
  Also if you suffer from Anxiety it can be damaging
  
  As you don’t want to socialise anymore with friends
  
  You sometimes hide away in isolation
  
  You have cut off from friends and family
  
  You have been
  
  Burnt so many times
  
  You just want to get rid of toxic people around you
  
  You want to remain strong for your children
  
  You want to remain strong for your self
  
  It would be nice not to have all the baggage but. Sometimes you come with baggage and you want to be surrounded by positive people
  
  You want people who have similar goals in life in your circle most of the time
  
  Having people with different objectives or goals to yours can be distracting to enable you gather with others
  
  So it’s one thing to have the notion to gather with others
  
  Be True to yourself
  
  Sabìnah Adewole
  
  As part of the Poetry marathon. 25/06/2022

Image Poem -poem 11

Roots

Roots can be the rooted in our behaviour

Roots cannot but give its utmost flavour

Roots develop into branches of aura

Twisted and knotted but strong in odour

Your roots can speak foundations of armour

Your roots can identify and transform downpour

Roots grow towards gravity but scour

A root keeps you grounded and recolour

Sabìnah Adewole

As part of the Poetry Marathon

Seatins Bop poem everyline ends in the same world

Our Dog Bingo

Was a hero

He was full of valour

A strong confident of Alsatian breed

He brought our family joy

He was very playful

He will be remembered because of his bravery

He protected our family

He became a Guard dog

He became I’ll and he died

We miss him a much

We have not had a new pet in my family

He cared for people

Sabìnah Adewole

As part of the Poetry Marathon 25/06/2022

Text Prompt -Poem Nine Plantain Chips

Plantain Chips

Plantain chips here I come

My favourite snack at large

The drier it is the better

it is made from plantain

Yellow when ripe

Green when unripened

you slice it into different shapes

Some cubes some circles

Some quite elongated and sliced

Plantain chips is fried in hot oil

It comes out very dry

I tried to make some earlier

during the marathon

When you are hungry

You want something lite

I recommend this for y’all

Sabinah Adewole

As part of the poetry marathon

Zuihutsu poetry loosely connected responds to the authors surroundings

Plantain Chips

Plantain chips here I come

My favourite snack at large

The drier it is the better

it is made from plantain

Yellow when ripe

Green when unripened

you slice it into different shapes

Some cubes some circles

Some quite elongated and sliced

Plantain chips is fried in hot oil

It comes out very dry

I tried to make some earlier

during the marathon

When you are hungry

You want something lite

I recommend this for y’all

As part of the poetry marathon

Zuihutsu poetry loosely connected responds to the authors surroundings

Games bring families together

It’s a way of passing time and brings the community together

It is carved from wood to barks of nights

The games are passed around till you end up with twos or threes

In communities it’s a way of passing time

Games can be a vocal point in our busy lives

Some households have game nights

Some have games evening to unite

Some play bingo and others play chess

There are so many games that to ignite understand each other

Games bring families together

Games can be a vocal point in our busy nights

We have Ludo cards and a game of Ayo in my household

My favourite game is Ludo

I loved Snakes and Ladders tonight

I also like Ten Ten which is on the outdoors

The tug of war is also another favourite

Sabìnah Adewole

As part of the Poetry marathon

Gigan Poem poem of 16 lines with Couplets and Tercets

Love bench

What a lovely summer evening

We took our usual walk up the hill round the pub

At the corner

The roundabout around on the way to the farm

The park bench awaits us each time we walk past

On this evening our 10th Anniversary

We chose to have a quiet celebration

Off we went to the Lake District our favourite spot

The bench on the lake close to the reception

The lovely couple cannot be forgotten

As they remind me of Romeo and Juliet

He could not take his eyes off of her

He could not stop cuddling her he was in love with his Queen

I look forward to this moment

To spend one on one with the man I fell in love with

But no longer the same forever

The Love bench cannot last forever

He used to be my Romeo

Sabìnah Adewole

Love Bench

A Bop poem each stanza taking a different purpose

Text Prompt -Poem 6 Ode to a Mother

Dear mummy

It’s been sixteen years with out you

I miss you each day as if think of the lovely times

I wish you were here to see how far I have come

The memories of your laughter i hold on to

Your personality i could not replace

Your thoughtfulness and caring nature

I miss all of those recollection I embrace

Your presence always lit up a room in reminiscence

Your neighbours know a vacuum has been created and echo this

Each time I return there to visit on my vacations

The church in Festac I am very fond of

As you gave me valuable memories here

To which i hold on to this day of remembrance

The many times we sat and talked

We bust out laughing as if the world has stopped

We could confide on each other as you made me feel safe

You did your best for us mother in cognisance

So you could be rest assured to rest on in power

As one day we would meet in heaven to part no more in retrospect

Ode

Celebrate a Person place or thing

As part of the Poetry Marathon on 25/06/2020

Image Prompt -Poem 5 House on the Hill

The house on the hill

The walk from town to the house

A memory that would not fade away

The beauty of the house died suddenly

The window never opened amicably

When she was home the window was lit

Her writing on the wall I could read gaslit

The blinds opened at exactly 6.00 clock each morning

The weeds have now taken over in the evening

The weeds built a ring around the window

Looks like a ghost town with out the widow

As each day passes by the the dawn on each night

An irreplaceable image I see of a Princess we lost a forthright

Once the window was open the princess lived

The reflection of the princess stares me on the outlived

Her memories live on behind closed windows

Sabìnah Adewole

Sonnet

Poem of 14 lines

As part of the Poetry Marathon

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