Solemn

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To be in a moment

Baring yourself to that heartfelt moment

Where thoughts float like dreams that come and go

The mind like a machine, manufacturing these thoughts

One moment, I had you in my arms

Now you are a dream away

Soon another moment will come once more

Then it will be taken away again

My heart rocks back and forth like a pendulum

Happy when I can feel your embrace

Sad when I long for you

Solemn…

I have learnt to take in the moment

To drift away in memories of you

To wait and hope for another time

To touch… to hold…. to feel again

© Nina Fabunmi 2018

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Evolved

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I remember sitting in the waiting room of his office. She sent him some home cooking and I remembered that I was the one who once cooked for him. I carried his child , she felt like she was mine , she could have been… but my angel is in heaven watching over me.

I woke up in my lonely bed and rolled from side to side , celebrating my freedom… he was finally gone and now I could breathe again. I didn’t have to listen to the sound of him snoring or smell his stinky farts at night.

I looked at my finger and remembered the one who put a ring on it. He had put several rings on it and we were dancing the tango once more. In my dreams I call out to him. I can almost smell him like he was right next to me.

In love I have lost and won and lost and won again. I have peeled off many layers , pouring my soul into my canvas as I constantly evolve. Where will it take me …. when will I find my home … I am like a butterfly…. transitional….. evolving ….

Copyright Nina Fabunmi 2017 http://www.ninafabunmi.com

Transience

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Transience captures beautiful moments that are gone in a whiff and yet the picture lingers on in my mind.

I have a body of work with paintings that capture transient moments. I will be exhibiting these at my solo show , opening on November 2nd at the Atelier Gallery, Academy Of Art University, 79 New Montgomery Street, San Francisco, CA, 94105.

Opening is on Thursday November 2nd from 5.30pm till 7.30pm

The exhibition will be up from Tuesday October 31st till December 2nd. The gallery is open from Monday -Saturday 9am – 6pm. You are all cordially invited .

For a preview of the featured paintings please click on the link below . Thank You.

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Half A Life

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I tasted the flaccid only to remember how good the hard felt

Flaccid was  like acid , it burnt me , it was never good for me

I remembered sitting on something firm

I was grounded , I was whole

Going back to those hot sweaty nights

Falling asleep to humming mosquitoes

The broken silence of long nights

Yet two souls became one , our never ending story

We hurt each other

We suffer for our own lack of forgiveness

But we have suffered enough

My African Mandingo warrior

Oceans apart

And now, I have learnt to live half a life

Flower in a jungle of unworthy eyes

I blossomed but it was flawed with oblivious intent

I curled up once again, hiding behind the green leaves giving me shelter

I await the day he will swim the Atlantic, soar the skies and ride the black stallion

To reclaim me once more

Till then , I shall live half a life

Knife in my heart

Wife

Studs on my fingers

Life

Crown on my head

The fruits of my womb

Our bond

Returned to us

Our crown

But till then

Half a life

 

Copyright Nina Fabunmi 2017

Embracing Seasons

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Open Invitation by Nina Fabunmi 2009

Wool was warm in the winter but in the spring it melted to a sweaty pulp

And then it melted all off of me

The sun came and I embraced my nudity

But then came the winter again and I yearned for the warm softness of my woolen yarns

I got on a sail boat with a captain to steer the wheels

Many moons hath passed and we are still sailing in circles

With no destination in sight and now I have gone weary

Saved by a tsunami of emotions

Our sail boat hath sank to the bottom of the deep blue yonder

Rescued by my own mindless fantasies , I have become a mermaid

I am swimming free in an ocean filled with sharks

Singing like a siren that I may lure the unlikely

I have swam through muddy waters

To reach the clear blue continental shelves

One day I will have legs again

And I will walk out of these depths

They didn’t drown me but made me stronger

I will walk on new soil

And make new footprints

Branches will bend to give me shade

Flowers will bloom to the glory of my presence

And once more I will be ready to embrace another season

Embracing seasons……

 

©Nina Fabunmi 2017

 

 

 

 

Blue Haven

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