Friday 1 April 2016
Friday 26 February 2016
NECTAR
Nectar, I'll be your bee.
Humming all over you on a knee
Let the flower open up, deep
Till you let me suckle with glee
Saturday 30 January 2016
I'M HOLDING UP FOR LOVE
Love, where's your fire?
I've been sat here smoking away
With thorns, fronds and tulips
Making signals, for my need is dire
Still, there's no sign of a flame
Imposters have walked this way
Dripping with offerings, irresistible
Should I hold out for you?
That inferno you talked about,
When does the panorama light up?
That inferno that burns to the bones,
Come wrought me thorough
Rough edges to gloss, mend my tears
Throw me a lifeline, breathe in me
I'll hold my heart up to you
Tuesday 8 December 2015
CHIBUZOR
gold dust of teary eyes
wrought from an iroko -
'oku - masquerade of
the shimmering night;
that swallowed an alligator.
'uzor, the flamboyance of youth;
where my eggs were cast,
and I told myself a lie.
Saturday 28 November 2015
GOODBYE TO WHOM I WAS
Say goodbye to who I was
For now, a heartless being roams
His heart eaten by a beast
A beast without a soul or girth
That one which went to and fro
With a broad smile in deceit
And said "he's a fool for love".
Wednesday 25 November 2015
I'M NOT CHEATING ON YOU
Tuesday 24 November 2015
A BROAD SMILE IN DECEIT
Say goodbye to who I was
For now, a heartless being roams
His heart eaten by a beast
A beast without a soul or girth
That one which went to and fro
With a broad smile in deceit
And said "he's a fool for love".
Wednesday 7 October 2015
THROUGH MY EYES
The other baskets have shells
Rotten eggs don't sink in a basin
The honesty now reeks as lies
Its burst cistern will tumble with rage
Bottle up my rampage, it's not for sale
See the world only through my eyes."
The yolk tumbles from rage
And I'm blind, for your eyes are shut
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 30 July 2015
BETWEEN A TEAR
Here I'm sat on a pot, crossroads
Between a dream and a fantasy
Time stokes the boiling pot, and I
Am caught between a tear and an orgasm