ON THE WAY TO THE STREAM

We woke up every day to walk a path The path that is filled with cold grass The coldness induced by ever present dew On our way to the stream We were accompanied by beautiful birds They followed singing aloud They echoed everything Their melodies lift the spirit and shorten...

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AROUND THE WIND

The wind Pokes at me in the like of nail twists. The wind Tweaks on me like toss tons of debris. But she can’t hide or scar me; The wind. She should know better. But she can’t slay or still me; The wind. Her drift, I understand. Now my judgment...

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NATURE’S LOVE

When in this mood, it aint a consternation! A times it come unaware, a times it lure awareness like a do-gooder, a time it bring dreams… Nature’ constancy here, neither the good nor the bad is an enemy to this good man’, no fiend is disallow whenever the time is...

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A BEAUTIFUL STAR

A beautiful star I’ve seen one shinning more a clean water, sparkly sparkling to every heart drinking in glees, what every eye is doing. This star’s making this night a friend i seem cherishing a star more a moon, yes, this star is lovely lovable this star is adorable. This...

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40 BLANK SKIES (Sestets by Nigerian Poets)

only conscious eyes can probe the skies only spheres with balls dare it’s vastness a breathing body urges its eyes they look up in total blindness dead heart, blank eyeballs wiping stubborn tear-falls ~ Kukogho Iruesiri Samson 1 Shattered and broken above devoid of clouds and birds like a blank page...

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REGROW

Yesterday’s seed Today’s green Tomorrow’s wilt — I. I grew While in dust As underground Seed II. I grew While on soil As above ground Plant III. I grew While I die As nature bound Dust — Yesterday’s wilt Today’s green Tomorrow’s seed

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CLOUDS CRY

There i sat Watching the black clouds eclipse the sun watching it weep incessantly Its silver tears showers from the sky perhaps for good measure as time is fashioned to this performance The birds run for they’re nest nested by the greens of nature standing tall staying put for as...

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SHALL I?

Shall I love not the sun, the core of my being Or love not the moon and star, laden path of light Will life be fresh as dew if grasses had not been Or red be love devoid my lover’s delight Will sky boast of hue if night is not...

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