Surge Of Sadness

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So swiftly so suddenly, I feel a surge of sadness

But yet it seemed, a moment ago, that all I had was happiness

My mind has began to wonder again

That which I ended I want to begin

And that which I began, I want to end

For it seems as though, I am coming to my end

I am weary of wallowing in my own confusion

I am sorry for those who once had my submission

For it seems I am as a pendulum rocks

Back and forth and breaking the rocks

That which once held me steadfast in love

I mend and I break and I mend and I break

Shattering the hearts of those I once loved

Loving again until I break

And breaking again yet wanting for their love

And when I have it, I break again

I break again only to begin again

Hearts are shattered and I am battered

Then again comes the surge

The fruit of all that I urge

The surge that makes me begin to purge

Wallowing in my self inflicted unhappiness

In a surge of sadness

 

©Nina Fabunmi 2016

http://www.ninafabunmi.com

 

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Between Transience & Infinity

 

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I feel like I have been putting leaves on a tree

Only for autumn to come take them all down

They were fresh and green

But when the fall came, they turned to orange and burnt umber

Soon they fell to the ground and my tree was without leaves

Like fetching water with a basket

I thought I was counting milestones

But it’s all gone now

Perished with the changing seasons and here I am

Staring at the naked branches of this tree

Wondering if all my labor was worth it at all

I kept the roses he gave me

Once soft and new

I put them in a pretty vase and watered them daily

But it didn’t matter how much water I gave them

They still shriveled with time

I tried to fight transience with infinity

Now I am stuck in the middle still trying to figure it out

Every step closer just keeps me further

Like the leaves on the tree which are no more

Growing again, just to fall back down again

You are like a ghost that ceases to exist

A nightmare I have woken up from

A dream I thought I had

But I am looking up at the tree now and there are no more leaves

The tree is like a figment of my imagination

Time to seek shade under another canopy

That which stands between transience and infinity

 

© Nina Fabunmi 2016

http://www.ninafabunmi.com

 

Wild Fig Tree

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Wild fig tree

Roots so deep

Breaking through the boundaries of never ending depths

How still you burrow, further and further

The tree will ever stand so firm

I planted my heart like a seed in the ground

My offering unto you

It hath flourished into an ever-standing tree

With roots that travel forever

You water it with abundant love

The sun hath been generous with its shine

The moon hath guarded it my night

The rain-washed its eternal green leaves to a luster

The roots are so deep

Breaking through rocks

And smashing the worms that get in the way

Our love will last forever

Like a wild fig tree

With roots so deep

Travelling to infinity

The tree stands ever so firm

Like a wild fig tree

 

©Nina Fabunmi

http://www.ninafabunmi.com

Wait Till I’m Dead and Gone

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Wait till I am dead and gone

For the only sure thing in life is death

Keep looking till you find what you’ve always had

You will never find again what you had already found

But by then it will be too late

My spirit will be flying high

Watching over you

Crying with you

Sobbing over your miserable life

My inert corpse will be lying in my grave

My flesh decomposed to manure

My bones burnished and white like the feathers on a dove

Only then will you be able to see through me

My transparency, honesty and absolute devotion to you

But by then it will be too late

You will stumble to my graveyard on your hunch back

Your crapulent bones, your baldhead and your walking stick

I will watch you cry over my tombstone

Longing for the life you should have had with me

And I will grow roses to acknowledge your tears

But by then it will be too late

I will float over you like an angel in heaven

And send a gentle breeze to dry your tears

You will dig your grave beside mine

And long for death to take you away

But it will never come when you want it to

One day you will visit my grave

And will fall right into the one you have dug for yourself

I will be waiting for you in the after life

 

Nina Fabunmi

http://www.ninafabunmi.com

 

Woman of Substance

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An outward expression of inner beauty, that her substance lies in that which is within her, far from what meets the eye. She is a woman of substance.

Available at West Coast leather . Please visit links for more information  http://www.westcoastleather.com

http://ninafabunmi.com/events

 

Experience Culture Through Portraiture

Inspired by the Themes of the African Diaspora, my portraits go beyond what meets the ordinary eye by allowing my subjects to experience a culture they may have originally been a part of. I explore human origins by experimenting with adornment and tribal embellishments from several regions. I paint with a palette knife, deliberately creating texture which evokes the emotions of an unspoken account.

http://www.ninafabunmi.com

Timid Glory

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Draped in ‘Adire’ fabric which originated from Nigeria, a place that she comes from but has never been to

Adorned in West African Beads, hair braided in yarn extensions

She reaches out to a culture that she has never experienced

She knows the roots that she has been uprooted from but she is timid for her lack of undrestanding

She has a Calabar name which means glory

She finds a way to be a part of it, though she may be an African in Diaspora

“Timid Glory” 24 x 36 inches, will be featured in my solo show titled ,”Rebirth” taking place at the Joyce Gordon Gallery , 406 14th street, downtown Oakland between Broadway and Telegraph, from March 6 – April 25th. Opening reception is on March 6, 6-9pm.
For more information please visit http://ninafabunmi.com and http://www.joycegordongallery.com