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A muse: God’s Love

Songs of the night, sweet lullabies for the days toil

Messages from Heaven, refined touch of God’s goodness

Whistling from the neighboring pines and wide eyed owls

All call out to the quiet night, strange, quietly hopeful
Dreams are cut out on plates of wet marble

Left to dry out in the open sun, like some fairytale

Hopes of happy ever after, thoughts of great deeds

One bonded from Nature and love of God

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Musing: The howling wind

I hear the wind howl through the gaps,

Through the minute holes which stayed in the walls

Pushing, hissing it went, pushing the books on my laps

Turning the pages without my consent, winning it all
The wind disturb the happy quiet night

Making the room look like a party hall

While I tried gathering my loose book pages

The curtain and the candle dance away, wildly
Stars won’t fall from the skies

Even though the wind sound heavy

Watch it, observe well with your eyes

For such nights seldom come rarely

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Tudun Amba, Lafia

1

Sprawled across a fertile land,

On a hill overlooking a quiet river

Where the rains come once in a while

And when it does, it is a fine luxury

Trees stand, here and there

Occurring once upon a place

Grasses are seldom seen, the sand most often

The palmwine* taste absolutely sweet

But in the mug we see dead drunk bees

2

The skies are blue; original, authentic

The river, flooded with the big rains

Quiet are the calm nights, cold mostly

But the early morning belongs to the sun

The people like everyone else, smileful 

3

In the mornings, the children play on the sand

When there was no chores, or when all was boring

The noon; lazy, the sun bake away, tanning everyone

In the heat, everyone seek out a shed, a citadel

The evenings are mild, sometimes unnecessarily hot

Then scorpions will find their way out for some air

In the nights the dogs bark to disturb the peace

Making all wonder what they might have seen

And when these all merge, they produce a small village

One placed somewhere, where the moon shine bright

And the sun a steady member of the community!

Note: Tudun Amba is a suburb of the capital city of Lafia, Nasarawa state. I am currently residing in this ancient city of Northern Nigeria. The North of Nigeria is somewhat hotter than the South.

Palmwine: a tasty white African wine tapped from the Raffia palm and other special palm trees, consumed as a beverage or as alcohol when fermented. 

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Musing: Very Hello

I wondered if I said hello

If I would get a response

Thinking of you is all I do


Wait, listen to my heart call out to you

Listen to my unsung songs ask for a dance

Let me see your shy pout, this thing about you

And your fine eyes as they lovingly bounce


My words for you are plenty,

I could sing a whole century!

The words are not sweet enough

But I call you my hornets honey!


Rest my words for another blessed day

Rest on the mat which I put out on the clay

Let’s see this evening, just this once

When the sun rise, we shall find our way

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The Shepherds Tale

Lonely stars filled the cloudy night

Crickets quizzed behind the rocks

But the lonely Shepherd stayed awake

Watching the glittering from the star light

Listening to the bleating of sheep, his lullabic songs

Sniffing wet and mild airs that came from the lake


He lays on his soft pillow of wool

Wrapping his arms about his slim self

And wandered off in a fine dream

…to a place where the skies are blue,

And the grasses, green, fine and straight

With flowers; red, pink, orange, cream


The morning welcomes a golden sunshine

The Shepherd prays, dines and leaves his tent 

Through the hole in the barn door he tries to see,

Grinning at the sight of the sheep which was awoken

Quickly, he carefully descends into their midst

Waking the weak and nudging them lovingly


‘Wake, wake’ he calls out, the sheep knew his voice

And it came upon them, another day of feast had come

So in delight, the sheep bleat and head toward the forest

He picks one of his lambs,  his favorite choice

Whistles, sighs and talks to the fine little lamb

Now when the day will go the Shepherd retires to rest

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When the Sun rises

I find you fascinating with your smile,

The way your fine mouth curves,

The color of your simply big eyes

And the look you have when you laugh
I look away, to hopes which I keep

Yet dreams of You and I in the field

Disturb my quietness, my sleep.

Am I sad or glad, Am I possessed?
This I can not say, no one can say

Why the lonely solemn nights are quiet

Yet the next morning, the next day

I am awake, hopeful with my pen to flirt


I see the white clouds in the morning, I see Your beauty too

When the sunrises, I still see Your radiant face and love

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Musing: Lazy Day

Tossed about, is my big head

Weary from nothing, lazy mind

I took flight in the light wind

Wetting my eyes in the clouds

And the quietness was so loud


I slept, not sleep, reverie

Forgetting that I must eat

I woke, trying to be free 

But even then I felt crazy

Nothing wants me to be



And to notice that my words

Were written from the back

So to my lonely bed, I retired

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Sunset

Clouds float, birds fly away

A family of rodents rush home

The airs dry, so ends the day

But the night was just starting

The wind quietly blow about

Trees welcome the disturbance

Heavens Providence, fine sun set

Happy times, sweet melodies
The dark parts of the firmament

Reminds of the travelling sun

Going, moving to where she sets

The grey lines, silver,  punctual
We stand wondering where it sleeps

Why the breeze came without

Why strangely, we miss the sun’s help

But then that only is known to God

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July, 2017

July,


Sweet breezes, mild rain

Nature’s healing tune, 


The sun rise thru the hills

Painting the whole land gold

Dreamy feels of the poets will

Fall into circles, flatly bold


A happy morning comes, shy

Across the fine horizon 

New beginnings beckon to the skies

When clouds flew to oblivion


Welcome July, Heavens gift

Send down your mild showers

Let our wishes high, be lifted

May God’s love help our desires



A new month is birthed