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The Butterfly
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The Tree leaves fall
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Just by the Countryside
Just by the countryside… Where only fields of green stay And where the mud mix with the clay Live the blue Clouds that smiled always And everything here had something to say The trees tower over the fine little huts, Where the green forest sit upon the hills, With her inhabitants living with a firm…
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The Traveler
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Note: Nature as an African
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A far country
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Loves Silhouette
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Waiting for the Rain
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Darkness falls
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The Wind
There was heavy wind, swooshing about Just behind the hut where the pots lay Now it surged. Paused, Sudden… Play The wooden doors creak restlessly Like horses surround’d by wild dogs Near the bush, the wind whipp’d tree logs The sweet fragrance of other houses came The stench of the sewages woke up And roofs…
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Lions and Lionesses
Lions could be cute and cuddly, But only without their teeth and claws! They prowl the thick vegetations of Africa And plains of South Asia… With their manes as crowns They rule the African jungle They roar from afar… And all tenants of the wild; Deer, Elephant, Boar, Zebra Wake to listen! In the night,…
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Awake
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The Rising Sun
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Musing: Longing for thee
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Musing: Besides the Waterfall
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Natures Fury
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My Lover
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A Strange Night
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Who I Love
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Musing: Cold Mornings
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Musing: The Sugar Ant
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Haiku: To A Heart That Beats My Rhythm
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Midnight Thought
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Goodnight Tale
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A bright morning in December
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The Moons Tale
Tonight we sit under the moons light She gave her torch for all to see From dark houses, or from the seats Beneath the huge trees in the hamlet The moons light always came with soft airs Mild, enticing, strangely something Divine Then the noises of children playing Rent the air, yelling, wailing infants The…
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Who I love
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A Lonely Dream
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A tale of the Wind
The stars are glittering this evening Showing their white shining teeth Baring the light that twinkle once upon a minute The window curtains dance to the tune Played by the passing romantic air The wind plays a calm flute, a lyric Which the whole clan hears and listens The forest dwellers, the hamlet and town…
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Tonights Wishes
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Musing: Dear Diary
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Ovim, my homeland
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The Harmattan
In the morning before tea With natures best company, Trees, shrubs and rodents The warm air sifts about Like the whistling Nightingale Singing to the red Rose Now, the doors of the tent Must be opened for the airs Which comes with dried lips Which the kids lick all day Faces crack, voices deepen more…
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The River Niger
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Sweet breezes
Oh there are sweet breezes Come from the ocean And drawn by the wind about All over the little hamlet When the nights come The skies become gloomy And the trees shuffle Enjoying the romance of the air But the wind smilingly, silently Sieves thru, pushing the heat And making the lovers night chill The…
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The baby in you
There’s much to a baby Not just the red crying face Nor the heart warming smiles And the little grasping fingers The innocence, the looks Different, distinguished to man Unknown to mother or father See the hairs Curly and black Dancing about All the time, The wind blows And leaves fall from the sky The…
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Oh Africa
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The Lion sleeps
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Lullaby: Light rains
Tonight it showers outside Dark clouds all over the skies And a very strong wind Forcing itself thru the windows Pushing the cotton curtains away While a light rain falls Not a sound is heard But a swooshing wind And some pat-pattering Of stray raindrops Falling on the pavements outside And some, boldly on the…
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The Rising sun
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The Legend of Wawadomea: The Blue Horizon
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A Dust of Locust
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The Squirrels
A walk thru the tree forest A green serene park With trees hanging about Welcoming all, with the soft wind Playing the violin, Which hung on their branches And moving from here to there Dancing on the pathway Allowing us see the sun Thrice in a minute, Hiding all sweet creatures All my tree dwelling…
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The Wind
There’s coldness everywhere Up the forested hills, the wind surge Throwing up fallen tree leaves In a self heart gladdening sweep Down the hill, the hamlet wakes Pulling cardigans and all manner of rags To keep Warmth from fleeing The noises outside, of the busy wind Sweeping the village square And all the corners of…
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A tale of the lakeside 2
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A Run In The Rain
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Our African Heritage
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The Journey
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Under the Baobab