Complement of the season INCISIONS FROM MATTHEW'S CANE When we heard sizzling at our window panes, We rushed out with our bowls to collect water, Heavens blessing, Until Mathew hurry towards us with his cane, Eyes filled with lightenings flashing through our hearts Feeding us fear.... Matthew screamed and screamed thunderbolts, We rushed inside the …
SERENADE ON THE BANK OF OYA RIVER
Serenade on the bank of Oya river In the whistling of the breeze, On the icy shore of Oya river, The waters heaved and gurgled Arpeggios played by the divine piano Muses, The moon stared at the resting rivers Like a lover gazing at the road. Only the sun enjoys the companion of humans, The …
A SCENE FROM SAINT FESTUS
Howdy, Been long I post here! To those who asked of me, I am truly grateful. Been working on a project. Here is a scene from my play manuscript "Saint Festus". Please do give me your feedback by commenting below. The curtain was drawn open to show John's bedroom. John was fixing his head lamp …
Poem: Omidan.
Omidan! Is it your waist bangles like musical sheets? That sings mi soh lah lah soh mi mi re doh. Or is around your buttock like Sekere, Making you flee from the rite of washing of feet? 5 Or is it your face like that of a peacock That makes you toy with every advances …
Love?
LOVE？ Oh！ Valentine， White shirt and red tie， blue sky with dying sun husband and wife， Moon-star lovers， love！ love！！ Is it not？ When there are Sahara stomachs， with its serpents hissing thunder， waiting for our sprinkling of water. where there are trees without barks， chameleons of torn garments， but，we change garment like the sky， …
Poem: 🌿 Herb seller of words
Herbseller of words I am an herb seller of words words that come forth to souls that need a comforting. I have pots, pots of herbs I am cooking consonants and vowels as wine for the creator would you gulp some saliva of patience and inhale breaths, puffed puffs of the herbs the puff that …
There was no fence
There was no fence This evening, I sense earth's whirling like a ball kicked into the wind as I observe this blue sky with love's dying sun like sounds from hell I heard the moaning of the moon then again，I saw the smokes erupting from stars' cigar blurring into the sky when earth becomes Jonah …
MOONLIGHT SONATA
MOONLIGHT SONATA From the weeping wounds of these men I bring verses of agony，written in ink of blood. On the faces of these morning stars， I see lines，marks of violence，deep mourning scars. Instead of the beautiful songs of birds the wonderful whistling of the wind I hear thunderbolt of wailings when death pierce the flesh …
Poem: Abeni
Abeni！ Sometimes，life plays songs on threads of spiderweb for guitar's string in the stages and pages of our every sunrise to sunset. But，Abeni！ May life's palm wine tapper tap you wine wine that stench not. May life's waitress serve you this wine's settlement. Note: Abeni is a feminine Yoruba name. Please comment below. Feel free …
RIME OF TEARS
Rime of tears Mountainous skin befriends crocodile skin black skins with disease as its kin. The protruding stomach aches of emptiness munching their food, are hands blessed with fullness. In their trials, the sun, their tears fry peace, into their midst pry. Like the sky, their heads chameleon its garment turning puppets of alien garments. …
PEN PAYS 