MY SHOE
[caption id="attachment_2995" align="aligncenter" width="436"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [My Shoe][/caption]Too large for the world, fits yet my feet The way my toe strays, pauses and stays, As stagnant as lazy water in unthirsty...
THE CINQUAIN CHALLENGE (by Fr. Albert Jungers)
[caption id="attachment_2973" align="aligncenter" width="393"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [The Cinquain Challenge][/caption]A Cinquain is a short non-rhyming poem of 5 lines developed by Adalaide Crapsey. It follows one of three formats: FORMAT #1 Line...
RECIPE
[caption id="attachment_2972" align="aligncenter" width="369"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Recipe][/caption]If people say you are 'nothing', say something and then say something else. It's not madness, but if they have no connection, connect them. It's...
IN LAGOS HOURS
[caption id="attachment_2970" align="aligncenter" width="420"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [In Lagos Hours][/caption] Gray scalpel, gray slaughterers Comb sideways of melding cow blood and brine, seriatim, Stroke gold-yellow kerosene swells, possessive of the streets. Burdened...
MEN IN BLACK
[caption id="attachment_2971" align="aligncenter" width="412"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Men In Black][/caption]“Park! Park! Park! Wey your particulars?” They bark. Bark! Bark! Harassing us, like a Rottweiler, They spring out from the dark, Pouncing on...
THE POET AND HIS WORDS
[caption id="attachment_2961" align="aligncenter" width="270"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [The Poet And His Words][/caption]The poet and his poems! He is nothing, but cadaver wielding a deadly inky quill! His poems, no less than resilient...
SLEEP
[caption id="attachment_2942" align="aligncenter" width="430"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Sleep][/caption]You that shut the eyelids of men, Noon, night and morning! Night comes calling and you throw all Into weariness, forcing your soft nipples Into...
AN ANANIAS
[caption id="attachment_2941" align="aligncenter" width="436"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [An Ananias][/caption]Back again like a bad penny, ‘All that glitters is not gold’ might be despised by many but never grows old An Ananias upon...
THE DAY IS COMING…
[caption id="attachment_2943" align="aligncenter" width="417"] www.facebook.com/Poetry [The Day Is Coming][/caption]Today I stand alone, of my people. I sense that others also see in full Yet cannot speak of what they see,...
THE ANTHEM
[caption id="attachment_2923" align="aligncenter" width="398"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [The Anthem][/caption]The anthem reverberates in our head, That we are the leaders of tomorrow. So young and naive, like morons, We waited for the day...