tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70341672009-07-16T22:44:42.282+09:30AFRICAN REFUGEESReflections on the life and times of African refugees in AustraliaFancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.comBlogger393125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-53376223122178073912009-07-16T12:41:00.002+09:302009-07-16T19:40:25.273+09:30Winter Rainfrisky tadpoles<br />in my visual field...<br />winter deluge<br /><br />the sound<br />of silence after the first<br />winter rain...<br />how precious is the moment when<br />the sun turns the other cheek?<br /><br />raindrops in Findon...<br />a flock of wild ducks come out<br />to play; stealing kisses<br /><br />sowing the<br />seeds of desire after<br />the fall...<br />a cloud painted with<br />your smiles<br /><br />the moon sings<br />yet you sit like the Pharaoh's cat<br />purring<br /><br />a new voice<br />in the 'hood foretold<br />and yet, the light<br />of old memory fills the<br />heart of many<br /><br /><br />(C) Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /><br /><br /><hr /><br /><a href="http://windowslive.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=813730" target="_new"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-5337622312217807391?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-58339489610530456762009-07-08T14:09:00.002+09:302009-07-08T14:32:21.980+09:30The Moment of Desirei wake up<br />in triumph; conquering<br />the dead of winter<br />swimming in the pristine<br />waters of great joy<br /><br />behold the yellow moon<br />in the sweetest moment of passion<br />nourishing the soul...<br /><br />her delicate light<br />liberates my consciousness;<br />permeating the whole<br />spectrum of my being under the<br />watchful eyes of Venus<br /><br />like an angel from the<br />blue, she comes in all her glory...<br />bearing the divine nectar<br /><br />i see true love in her<br />limpid eyes of bliss; drinking from<br />the sweet wells of beauty<br />sublime; watching as her divine<br />presence dissolves in my naked soul<br /><br />she sails through my<br />veins like a ship upon the secret<br />river of time; chanting love!<br /><br />now, I can feel the<br />soothing rhythm of her heartbeat as<br />she savours the moment...<br />singing the divine melody in the<br />wondrous bed of a thousand lights<br /><br />soulful dance of oneness...<br />what a stellar trajectory of love in<br />the moment of desire?<br /><br /><br />Copyright (C) Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-5833948961053045676?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-84619513291106636732009-02-22T13:18:00.002+10:302009-02-22T13:28:55.672+10:30The Hand of FriendshipConcerned about the wellbeing of refugees, the Charles Sturt Council in South Australia has, recently, established a new program to forge closer links between residents and the new arrivals. <br /><br />The main thrust of the new policy is on building bridges across cultures; lending a helping hand of friendship where it matters.<br /><br />The <strong><em>Community of Friends Scheme</em></strong> puts volunteers in regular contact with the new migrants and refugees in order to help them settle into the local community.<br /><br />Meanwhile, the African refugees are the main beneficiaries of this new approach to integration and resettlement in the state.<br /><br /><br /><br />Friendship<br />On the fatal shore…<br />Summer moon<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<a href="http://livelife.ninemsn.com.au/" target="_new"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-8461951329110663673?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-74335788961498584092009-02-01T13:14:00.002+10:302009-02-01T13:19:33.689+10:30A Long Way from HomeFor the refugees, every moment is a constant struggle for survival, a relentless search for home and community in an alien environment.<br /><br />Omari Kimweri, 26, a Tanzanian boxer who made international headlines after defecting from the national team during the 2006 Commonwealth Games in Melbourne, Australia, is continuing his fight for permanent residency in the country, after launching a professional career recently.<br /><br />The Adelaide <a href="http://www.blogger.com/citymessenger.com.au">City Messenger</a> newspaper reports that Omari is still pleading with the Australian authorities to allow him to stay; fearing arrest and prosecution if he is forced to return to his homeland in Tanzania.<br /><br />Meanwhile, his fate is in the hands of the Minister for Immigration and Citizenship affairs, Chris Evans.<br /><br /><hr /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-7433578896149858409?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-10201353068700855842009-01-27T15:28:00.002+10:302009-01-27T15:36:04.571+10:30Makuac Wins an AwardMakuac Dhal is the proud winner of the <em><strong>Minister for Education and Children’s Services Award for excellence in Languages and Cultures.</strong></em> <br /><br />The award was announced and presented on <strong><em>Australia Day</em></strong>, 26th January 2009, at Government House in Adelaide, South Australia.<br /><br />Makuac is a quiet (yet distinguished) 18 year-old Sudanese man, who came to Australia in 2003 as a refugee. <br /><br />He has worked effectively with people in need; helping the new arrivals make sense of the world in which they find themselves; translating and interpreting for the Dinka speaking parents and care-givers in the area. <br /><br />In fact, his effort has already yielded some positive outcomes; leading to a better understanding of the cultural norms and the needs of the Sudanese youths in the new and emerging communities in South Australia.<br /><br />Makuac is an ambitious young man with great potential and a worthy recipient of the award.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-1020135306870085584?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-68174433951987764162008-12-28T10:42:00.002+10:302008-12-28T11:08:55.119+10:30Dreamtime Talesthe dreamtime tales<br />of wonder sublime; imagining<br />the mysteries<br />of the divine consciousness<br />under the glow of your essence<br /><br />you shine<br />the light on the immortal<br />longings of the<br />lonely soul under the watchful<br />eye of the rainbow<br /><br />frisky hormones<br />on the rampage; deflowering<br />the cell nucleus<br />in the primordial pond<br />of ravishing beauty<br /><br />the microbes<br />also have their special night<br />of surreal pleasure<br />cradling the mystic egg before<br />the golden dawn<br /><br />across the dark matter<br />(in the blissful realm) I witness<br />the glorious birth<br />of the cosmic nymph, a flurry of<br />love particles over the crescent moon<br /><br />the electrons in<br />the scarlet clothing of desire<br />profoundly seduced<br />by the magic protons under<br />the trembling beam of light<br /><br />love blossoms in<br />earnest; feeding the flame...<br />nourishing the lonely<br />soul with sweet thoughts of life<br />endowed with endless joy<br /><br />i sow the holy<br />seed of destiny with great delight<br />seeing the divine truth ...<br />feeling the eternal beauty of pure<br />love emanating from the single spark<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-6817443395198776416?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-48408096803658710022008-10-05T15:48:00.002+10:302008-10-05T16:31:50.248+10:30The Sense of Joy<h1 style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 3.75pt"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:9;color:#444444;"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p> </o:p></span></h1><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#444444;">you sing<br />the dreamtime melody with<br />waves of delight<br />enjoying the mystical food<br />of love before dawn<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#444444;">i feel<br />the sweetness of your<br />pearly smile...<br />under the warm glow<br />of passion divine<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#444444;">you nourish<br />my soul with the sublime<br />images of love<br />finding ecstasy in the inner<br />world of desire<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#444444;">sensing<br />the divine song of beauty<br />this glorious night<br />you feed the flame of passion<br />with a delicate touch<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#444444;"> </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#444444;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#444444;">© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 13.5pt"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#444444;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><br /><br /><hr /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/" target="_new"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-4840809680365871002?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-68701512389743723002008-08-31T19:05:00.002+09:302008-08-31T19:13:39.888+09:30The Soothing Voice of Passionyour soothing voice<br />fills the innermost depths of my<br />heart with joyful thoughts -<br />each word a clean slice of heaven<br />on a platter; the shining pearls<br />of wisdom contained<br /><br />like the sweetest bird<br />of Oz after the winter solstice,<br />your inner voice creates the perfect<br />mood; exploring the miracles of life…<br />nurturing the fragile soul under<br />the trembling light<br /><br />yours is the passionate voice of reason<br />flavoured with the elixir of joy…<br />the golden drops of honey plucked<br />from your sculptured lips<br />whose luscious blossom is the<br />lasting flower of the heart<br /><br />it’s the voice of hope<br />painted with your kisses; a tonic<br />of delight in a mansion<br />of many dreaming rooms - a natural<br />mix of life, light, and desire<br /><br />and now, I‘ve tasted<br />the eternal beauty of your divine<br />essence and enjoyed<br />its sweet and charming splendour…<br />scaling the symphonic heights of passion<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /><br /><div><hr /><a href="http://www.livelife.ninemsn.com.au/compIntro.aspx?compId=4590" target="_new"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-6870151238974372300?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-76756772509289042812008-07-20T12:10:00.002+09:302008-07-20T12:15:09.747+09:30Inner Beauty<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></b></p><br />the mighty<br />winter hits the land<br />with intimate <br />sound of silence, profoundly<br />seduced by solitude<br /><br />yet, your<br />inner beauty gladdens<br />the heart and<br />brightens my days<br />with selfless gift<br /> <br />it re-ignites<br />the flame of passion<br />with timeless joy –<br />the basic ingredient of pure<br />love and ambition <br /><br />it keeps<br />all things new and<br />fresh like<br />the mystical lily<br />in the pond<br /><br />thus, inspired by <br />the divine presence, I see <br />the face of love…<br />feeling the mesmerizing <br />rhythm of your heartbeat<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><hr /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-7675677250928904281?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-39589404680690615532008-07-15T10:30:00.003+09:302008-07-17T20:56:11.576+09:30African PilgrimsPilgrims from across Africa are in Australia for the <strong>World Youth Day 2008</strong> festivities. The celebrations begin today with an open day mass in Sydney harbour.<br /><br />On Thursday, Pope Benedict XVI will greet the half a million devout young followers, including African youths, for the first time when he makes his way across Sydney harbour by boat to the Barangaroo foreshore.<br /><br /><br />african pilgrims<br />in fancy clothing; waltzing<br />the night away…<br />shouldering the cross with<br />a cupful of promise<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></span></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"></span></o:p><hr /><br /><p></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-3958940468069061553?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-53182790032208746062008-06-29T10:45:00.002+09:302008-06-29T11:01:37.266+09:30Ugandan Cricketers Face DeportationTwo Ugandan cricketers who, in 2007, fled their touring national team to seek refugee status in Australia have had their application rejected, according to the <a href="http://mesengerwest.com.au/">Weekly Times Messenger</a> newspaper report.<br /><br />Patrick Ochan, 19, and Jimmy Okello, 20, both orphans from the little village of Gulu in northern Uganda now face the real possibility of being deported from their temporary home in Adelaide, South Australia.<br /><br />Meanwhile, fearing violence and bloodshed in their homeland, the orphans are terrified of being sent back to Uganda because they have no future in that country. <br /><br />But, in the final analysis, only the goodwill of the Australian people and the intervention by the Immigration Minister can save them from their fate.<br /><br /><a href="http://messengernews.com.au/">Messengernews,com.au</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></b><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></span><o:p></o:p></p></div><br /><hr /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-5318279003220874606?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-31595922032830132642008-06-15T16:03:00.002+09:302008-06-15T16:13:34.376+09:30Love and Laughter<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><br />love and<br />laughter on the menu...<br />amorous lips<br />sizzling with new sparks of life<br />under the trembling light<br /><br />our eyes meet<br />and the eternal glow of your<br />aura enlivens my soul<br /><br />rhythms of love…<br />a rare Opportunity<br />to sample<br />an elixir of desire<br />full of dreams<br /><br />you make the first<br />move, Iris; painting the future<br />with your kisses<br /><br />you penetrate<br />the centre of my being<br />in the nick of time;<br />revealing the galaxy of colors<br />under the yellow moon<br /><br />the sound<br />of your footsteps<br />tapping<br /><br />banksias in bloom<br />near the secret passage of joy<br />the sudden flush<br />of luscious red flowers<br />bathed in winter’s sunlight<br /><br />you swim like an<br />angel in the Sea of beauty…<br />the artistry of wonder<br /><br />you witness<br />the timely birth of Desire<br />along the secret river<br />of the golden light<br />where love and laughter<br />reign supreme; banishing<br />the evil genius from<br />the human heart<br /><br />a red rose<br />on my windowsill…<br />sweet thoughts of you<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<a href="http://emailaustralia.ninemsn.com.au/" target="_new"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-3159592203283013264?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-67347875366007495062008-05-19T08:13:00.002+09:302008-05-19T08:19:27.797+09:30The Field of Dreams<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><br />overwhelmed<br />by the divine light,<br />in the secret passage,<br />a place of Truth<br />and beauty, I glance<br />amorously at the immense<br />beauty of your essence.<br /><br />i sit in awe, like<br />a poet possessed; recording<br />the fragments of life<br />in the field of dreams<br />where the fairy-wren sings<br />and the wild rose blooms<br />in silence before the dawn.<br /><br />now, touched by your inner<br />beauty and scented lips, I<br />experience the joy and<br />fulfillment of life (so pure<br />and true)…the orgasmic taste<br />of your goodness sublime.<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><hr /><br /><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-6734787536600749506?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-78407165404300676252008-05-14T11:09:00.001+09:302008-05-14T11:16:19.872+09:30The Simba Lions of CongoThe Simba Lions of Congo has, for the first time, entered the South Australian Amateur Soccer League (SSAASL), as a registered club.<br /><br />The club is made up of young migrants and refugees from Africa who now call Australia home.<br /><br />As a new addition to the League; the Simba Lions of Congo is doing extremely well - roaring along very nicely, indeed.<br /><br />It has already won all three games and is now sitting on top of the Division 5A ladder, according to the <a href="http://www2.blogger.com/messengerwest.com.au">Weekly Times Messenger</a><br /><br /><hr /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-7840716540430067625?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-57377472642690125822008-05-11T18:10:00.002+09:302008-05-11T18:30:09.852+09:30Sweet Sound of Passion<div><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-AU"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-AU"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;">sweet sound of passion…<br />the mystery of the joyful night<br />wrapped with your kisses<br /><br />you anointed my<br />soul with clear visions of the light <br />capturing the fecund<br />thought of beauty in the divine<br />moment of oneness<br /><br />you ride the gentle<br />waves of passion in triumph<br />enjoying the positive vibes<br /><br />now, I fill<br />the sacred vessel with<br />pure love…<br />forging a new reality where<br />sweet flowers bloom<br /><br />enchanted journey …<br />the relentless pursuit<br />of the mystical fruit<br /><br />you light<br />the inner flame of Desire <br />with a delicate touch<br />patiently unlocking the deepest <br />secrets of consciousness for fun<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /><br /><br /> </span></o:p></span></p></div><br /><hr /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-5737747264269012582?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-73788490151101754792008-04-28T19:36:00.004+09:302008-04-28T20:17:38.410+09:30The African Spirit<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"></span></o:p></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt">you arouse true love<br />and compassion within my veins...<br />the African spirit<br /><br />your gentle hand<br />guides me through the corridors<br />of thought; revealing<br />the embers of a fecund mind<br />and a thousand flowers in bloom<br /><br />you turn<br />sadness into joyful rhythms<br />on the fatal shore<br /><br />with hard times looming<br />you transform the fragile ‘hood<br />for good…<br />the immense beauty<br />of life preserved<br /><br />behold the golden dawn…<br />the new state of consciousness<br />blessed with potential<br /><br />you tame<br />the voice of unreason<br />with pure love…<br />nourishing the soul with<br />the sacred nectar of desire<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /></p><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><hr /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-7378849015110175479?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-42714138491265853702008-04-21T15:46:00.002+09:302008-04-21T15:51:53.019+09:30On the Beaten Track<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></span></span></b> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;">at dawn<br />when the smiling sun warms<br />the beaten track…<br />the lost boy walks in silence<br />weaving a dream<br /><br />the golden rays<br />capture the inner beauty <br />of the fragile<br />soul in the unfolding<br />drama of life foretold<br /><br />now, the gentle<br />breeze gives up its secrets<br />ever so slowly<br />you find your niche along<br />the narrow passage<br /><br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </span></o:p></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></p><br /><br /><hr /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-4271413849126585370?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-49301980707186710602008-04-12T15:16:00.003+09:302008-04-12T15:22:07.659+09:30Little Beauty<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"></span></o:p></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">the lyrebird<br />in my father’s garden…<br />autumn moon<br /><br />sing to me, you<br />little beauty, the soulful<br />songs of joy<br /><br />take me (on your<br />sumptuous wings) to the secret<br />places of the heart<br /><br /><br /></span>© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo</span></o:p></span></b></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-4930198070718671060?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-26810807495804158982008-03-22T12:33:00.002+10:302008-03-22T12:40:41.906+10:30The Good People of DorrigoThe residents of the small community of Dorrigo in New South Wales, Australia, have opened their hearts and minds to African refugees; deliberately inviting them to settle in the local community, according to the recent ABC-TV program. <br /><br />The program focused on the plight of African refugees in the post-resettlement period; tracing the journey of Martha Malou, Martin Majok and their six children as they try to adjust to life in the new environment; doing the daily battle for survival in Dorrigo community. <br /><br />Nevertheless, the point to note is that the good people of Dorrigo are prepared to support the new comers by providing food, shelter and clothing during the early days of arrival, despite the ongoing tension about the refugees elsewhere in the nation. <br /><br />They want the best for the African refugees.<br /><br />It seems to me, quite clearly, that the destiny of the local community and that of the refugees are now very closely intertwined. Hard-wired to work, the Africans are ready for new the new challenge and are feeling at home in Dorrigo community. <br /><br />Some are working hard to improve themselves and are doing it in style.<br /><br />“I want to be Australian citizen because I want to be part of the community”, so says Martin, who is now working and studying and making a new life for himself in the thriving Dorrigo community Down Under. <hr /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-2681080749580415898?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-6664374760137376442008-02-24T11:56:00.003+10:302008-02-24T12:12:29.988+10:30Eye of the Beholderthe secret<br />river of love flows<br />ever so gently<br />under the watchful<br />eye of the beholder<br /><br />cherry blossom...<br />weaving the wreath<br />of desire<br />with the first taste<br />of the nectar<br /><br />the rise<br />of the fecund moon<br />foretold...<br />the image of the spring<br />flower drunk with love<br /><br />your red lips<br />speak softly of "us" as<br />i explore<br />the mystic fruit of your<br />essence with lustful eyes<br /><br />a brush with<br />the intense passion of your<br />ways sublime...<br />spirited away by the sacred<br />poetry of desire<br /><br />you turn up<br />the heat with your<br />magic touch<br />just like the frisky suns<br />of the summer past<br /><br />finally, you lift<br />the veil and whisper love<br />(ever so tenderly)...<br />clearing the path to inner peace<br />with a spoonful of dreams<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(C) Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /><br /><br /><!-- END: Article Text --><br /><br /><div class="cbh" style="HEIGHT: 8px"></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><hr /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://ninemsn.com.au/share/redir/adTrack.asp?mode=click&amp;clientID=832&amp;referral=hotmailtaglineOct07&amp;URL=http://music.ninemsn.com.au/roguetraders" target="_new"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-666437476013737644?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-90817797449422821022008-01-30T11:39:00.001+10:302008-01-30T11:44:51.109+10:30Over the Rainbow<div>the rhythmic<br />throb of your golden heart<br />of hearts revealed…<br />a passionate journey<br />over the rainbow<br /><br />sing to me, egret…<br />the sweet songs of summer <br />soaked in love<br /><br />you dance lightly<br />on the rose petal of my dreams <br />seeing beauty<br />in the inner sanctum<br />of my being<br /><br />the ecstasy<br />of the gentle breeze profound…<br />radiance of the soul<br /><br />with the exotic<br />heat, you capture the rarest<br />essence of desire…<br />the golden drop of<br />summer’s moon<br /><br />your seductive <br />dance of wonder unfolds…<br />the miracle of being<br /><br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-9081779744942282102?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-91284594318217617522008-01-03T15:41:00.001+10:302008-01-03T15:47:47.879+10:30The Secret Eden<div><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"><br />The fecund<br />Poem nurtures the soul…<br />Remaking<br />The secret Eden in her<br />Own image<br /><br />Heartbeat of the gods…<br />The mystery of a perfect<br />Smile revealed<br /><br />Beyond the limits<br />Of freewill, you flowered<br />Along with the roses…<br />The unspoken language<br />Of desire ingrained<br /><br />You sing<br />The dreamtime melody…<br />Golden dawn<br /><br />You share<br />The pulse of my rib…<br />This precious gift<br />Of love in the inner garden<br />Of dreams<br /><br />The angelic face<br />Of the moon in focus…<br />Smiling Eve<br /><br />Then the quest<br />For the perfect stanza begins…<br />The Odyssey<br />Of the enchanted spirit<br />Of the realm<br /><br />You seize <br />The glorious moment…<br />Cultivating<br />The fertile crescent of my <br />Soul with glee<br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-ekpo</span></o:p></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-9128459431821761752?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-33904829760700922922007-12-25T14:51:00.001+10:302007-12-25T14:54:22.005+10:30Merry Christmas<span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: EN-USfont-family:'Arial Unicode MS';font-size:72;" ><span style="color:#000000;">MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR</span></span><br /><hr /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-3390482976070092292?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-58119529478176419382007-12-09T11:14:00.001+10:302007-12-09T11:19:02.600+10:30Enduring Passiona splash of colour<br />in antipodean garden…<br />summer lovin’<br /><br />your sunny<br />smile now dances its way<br />into my<br />soul; unlocking the pearly<br />gates of desire<br /><br />a redhead<br />with lustful eyes…<br />crowded house<br /><br />we melt into<br />one gentle flow of emotion<br />this fateful day…<br />nurturing the pink flower<br />of the soul<br /><br />sweet memory<br />of you - a room painted<br />with your kisses<br /><br />you, the frisky<br />muse, pour great passion<br />into the red<br />heart of summer…<br />endless joy<br /><br />the blooming rose…<br />yearning for the gentle touch<br />of the golden rays <br /><br />and, then, your<br />joy runs into ecstasy<br />recapturing<br />the golden heritage<br />of rhythm and warmth<br /><br />the butterfly<br />in her element; flash dancing<br />in the wind<br /><br /><br />© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-AU"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-AU"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-AU"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-AU"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-AU"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-AU"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> </span></o:p></span></p></div><br /><hr /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-5811952947817641938?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7034167.post-13684710458245226032007-12-07T18:12:00.001+10:302007-12-07T18:26:11.527+10:30African Football Club<a href="http://africaunited.com.au/">Africa United Allstars Football Club</a> has recently launched a new website.<br /><br />The club has a registered membership of 40 players from various communities in South Australia.<br /><br />For more information, please visit: <a href="http://africaunited.com.au/">http://africaunited.com.au</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7034167-1368471045824522603?l=africanrefugees.blogspot.com'/></div>Fancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12581134958316667506noreply@blogger.com0