Poetry

Last night I dreamt by Obinna Chilekezi ~ Last night I dreamt I saw a ghost Me in your bedside And I the tear on the mask You the idle handkerchief In the hand of the bystander It hurt somehow To embark on a journey You know that you couldn’t...

But I have to leave (A Poem) by Obinna Chilekezi ~ A fine Sunday morning A bird and his mate at my window Singing songs of love together This country is Full of pretty feathers And aviary songs, I love her But the taxi's outside Waiting, and I have to leave These...

Early morning rain (Updated)  It rained heavily this morning With showers, strong winds and sandstorm And the wind with big strong hands shaking everything At sight. There I perched. It rained, strongly And a bird in its apartment is drenched But it continues to sing sweet songs...

Being the second part of the blog notes: Thoughts on African Poetry. Ad WHAT are your thoughts on Poetry? Writers share their deepest motivation, purpose, in the art of poetry. The spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion...

Also Read Part 2 of Thoughts on African Poetry! Ad WHAT are your thoughts on Poetry? Many writers are finding and sharing the subjects of their deepest motivation, their purpose in the art of poetry writing and poetry appreciation. The insights...

Opiate Gift by Teetea ~ Crafty to a catnip had we stalked To the same cabal and their clowns All our votes to the treasured deck As we gathered for their opiate gift. ~ A few handshakes of rice and bills We gave out our powers in present past And...

 The Bandit Clan ~ Hell should have known they were just a bandit clan! Clambering on board Another Presidential Change' All their weapons of mass diminution -to the last of the golden goose- Have ravaged our very common wealth Upon their vain ambition's vault   Why must we then, so commending them,...

Silent and Present Africa - Sikhe Camara Because I kept quiet You think I have nothing to say Because I do not look You think that I have nothing more to see Because I do not cry out You think I no longer have anything in...