THE SEA

By Adeola Ikuomola

Rays govern the liberated flower
Subdue bumbling birds and bees
Celebrate black and white clouds
To refresh the memory of the sea

The sea in his in-born perversities
Upsets the dark skirts of the skies
Like the owls hooting the sunsets
To downplay the newsy earaches

The sea in his overgrown gardens
Stocks his loins in permeable bags
Like the miserly pest house master
Groaning on his grinning granaries

The sea in his charitable character
Cracks his pot and create the poet
Like a dirge for the evening sunset
Breeding the moon and the starlet

The sea in his colloquial cathedrals
Render hymns, songs and sermons
Like rhythms from liver parturition
Marking new day demographically