Showing posts with label African poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label African poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday 6 September 2017

A PATH THAT WINDS IN TO THE CLOUDS

Oko, labe igi oronbo
A path that winds into the clouds
In loving memory of broken cisterns that squirt.
The very moan of trees
Rises to ninth heaven in praise,
Of the cat that died
Dousing the rampaging fire running in your tap

Monday 28 September 2015

Abuja (12)

Abuja, of a flood's nightly welcome
Fires up fantasies and washes away sorrows
Though cries of men and of babies spring forth thence

Thursday 17 July 2014

Tuesday 20 May 2014

JOS

Dear Jos, of three scars whipped...
I heard, tore into your back again.
My darling, who'll save thee?

Wednesday 22 January 2014

A KISS IN YOUR SLEEP

My demons are here again
I'm cursed to watch you sleep
Depths of your slumber
Brings me wallow in stares
Thy long lithe frame
Wont for wrappers
Of my bossom's cusps of warmth
The calm of your face
Tells of the air of peace
As I crave a kiss in your sleep

Monday 2 December 2013

Monday 7 October 2013

MARKETPLACE

There's a thriving marketplace
When insomnia comes to Owls, to Ravens
Aminu Kano, Adetokunbo Ademola, crescents of Ahmadu Bello

Monday 20 May 2013

MY FIRST

I had him between my legs
It was my first, and it ached
I laid helpless in throbbing pains
At his mercy while he raged
Gruesome and terrifying, relief was afar
We tussled and he seemed the winner
If he could, my bowels in shreds
Then he came with a loud thud
And yelled his first in this sinful world.

Sunday 30 December 2012

LOVE LOST

I lost my appetite for love
So I sent its fruit-laden jar tumbling
And ate its raw bitterness

Saturday 22 December 2012

Word Eaters

Be kind with words, mildly eat
Not with oil of the furnace's fury
For then, the tongue shall burn sore
Neither from cold's slumber, dab
It's sludge would give you away
But in thought and gentle caress
Eat them, well cooked

Monday 23 April 2012

I'D BE GOD

I’d be god
When Ra kills his rage
I’d be god
Me
Of a barren skin –
Fruitless
I’d be god
No need for homoestasis
The petalled plume to wilt
Ra’s fever cured and gone
When I’m god
Then we shall merry the dark
Before Ra’s demons come again

LORD OF ALL FEARS

Feet don't fail me now
My demons becloud again
Wont for more than they bargained

Poke me dream, will you?
Dally your barrage of goodies -
Me of fairies treat

For my placebo smoulders
Surety and party, locked at Doom
Like the flogged, of bush-babies to penury

Fairy or djin, hunt me the lantern
Gold and silver to my feet
Love and power, the heart's fill afterwards

JAWS

Aw, with this weather?
Let the bombs rain
Warmth come forth for
Those without a blanket
Merry where the cisterns leak
They will hug calabashes
And gamble away sanity
Like Zacheus, of Jenta Mangoro
They pay the taxman of spirits
And kill the fake heart within
Those without a heart fall
Within Jaws the city from chaos
Where anyone with some cash
Gets to thrust at Jaws
Sensitive mandibles between legs
There it burns the most
The rampaging fire in his tap
Seeking to be doused

Monday 15 June 2009

THE SECRET ADMIRER

Indulged by beauty
Polished in the courts of the gods
Guile unmatched, so terrific
Heads unduely turn, adulations abound
But the secret admirer looks on
In the hope that fates swing you his way
As he in long-suffering, yearns for you
And lurks in shells, admiring your beauty
Tarry no more, in returning his love
For dear, as the old moon wanes
So his love lingers

Friday 3 October 2008

MUCH ADO ABOUT SOMETHING

Done to death by slanderous tongues
Was the hero that here lies dead
In dungeon of their rights
Gives him fame which never dies
Such was the death that died with shame.