Category: Poetry

The call of the Stream: tributary of the crocodile river

1. Now I stand before you, great stream You tributary of the crocodile river Flowing from the hills, where no man knows To our gardens, where beautiful roses grow 2. I stand before you, Gods own living sculpture Carved off dust and loam, points of rocks With fine white waters falling from your top As… Continue reading The call of the Stream: tributary of the crocodile river

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The Mountain

1 Oh beautiful sculpture Standing proud above the hamlet, Above the hills and valleys, Above whole rivers and rivulets Oh Gods creative masterpiece Drawing up grasslands and forests Painting greens and greys together Viewing fine pasture and hot deserts Oh great traditional edifice The guardian of our little hamlet, Protector of our flora and fauna… Continue reading The Mountain

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Musing: The Ostrich

1 To you my feathery friend, I write In the greying fields, your fur I sight Dangling by your sides are your wings Your neck is up, for a long time you sing 2 Caw caw, caw caw those are your favorite words The wind is your friend, the soil is your playground The shrub… Continue reading Musing: The Ostrich

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December Tides

1 Tasty for the spoils of the dry month, we are Dry air, dry waterhole, dry lips, dry paper Moisture lost to the heat of the traveling sun But our feet has got many options, wait or run And today the breeze drives the wind to us We savor, we enjoy, to you emissary we… Continue reading December Tides

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December, once again

Dry airs are your best emissaries They send fine dust flying into our eyes,  And some minute debris thru the window curtains Heralding your descent, welcome O December!  By the corner, under the trees shed We gather to feel your fresh breeze,  Feeling the tree leaves dance happily Tumbling they went, falling with joy The… Continue reading December, once again

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Psalm: A poem of Love

I’m writing a poem for You,  From when the golden sun rise To when her rays go in the evening I will tell how much I love You How You made my future bright For when the night rains are blowing You were my shield and comfort  I will paint Your grace on poetry I… Continue reading Psalm: A poem of Love

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The Rainbow, 1st

1 The rainbow is my favorite color  Her beauty radiates upon the cloud Dressed like a man wearing a talisman Savoring the scent of the sweet airs,  A mirage because the rain won’t fall after all 2 There sits the rainbow across the firmaments Watching quietly, observing the rules of the airs Belittling the heights of… Continue reading The Rainbow, 1st

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September,  the 14th

Let the strength of the eagle be given to you Let the might of the elephant adorn your steps  Let today be another winner to you And your life more bright colors adorned Birthdays are rare They come once in a year Happy birthday Charles Iroegbu…  I wish you Divine Blessings all round. 

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Natures Image

Nature, glad tidings Joint tryst of flora and firmament Aging with time, the waters tide rise and fall Green is the color of the small forest shedding the sea Come to the deep, blue surf, dolphin and seals fine paradise Nature paints amazing images from the valley to the hills From the forests to desert… Continue reading Natures Image

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The Hideout

Only voices speak now, wind surge bring their words Birds chatter up the trees, nothing but quiet silence Dews hidden on tree leaves fall, tapping into a mock pool While the bass-throated toad grunt softly at the dancing tree leaves Sometimes the tree leaves fall in circles, gathering solemnly The wind pushing them about, at… Continue reading The Hideout

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The Forest

1 You call to me, tonnes of sound whispering through the wind Calling me, singing songs of the wild, emissary of Nature You send the birds, they ‘caw-caw’, they fly the heavily blued cloud They make the skies their tuft, everything in you: their leisure 2 Green trees, red flowers, purple feathers, all in perfect… Continue reading The Forest

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Sunset: Ride of Nature

1 I see you ride with the clouds, hiding your face from mine Blushing before the endless firmaments, resting from the day You have carved a wall of silver triangle upon heaven And upon the midst of the oceans of floating clouds  2 To the ends of the dying day you created a memory,  Streaks… Continue reading Sunset: Ride of Nature

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Morning Poem

Lavenders,  gardens, the fair butterfly Gold, sun rising across the blue sky Quietness, serene green forest, birds calling Yawn, a kick and high hopes waking The warmth of the sun, glittering across the fields Buzzing bees, smooth sailing airs, some wildlife Smell of burning food, hawks hunting for food in the hamlet Warm airs rush… Continue reading Morning Poem

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Rainmaker Tales, the first

When the green neighborhood dance to the call of the wild one Dark are the skies; darker even are the clouds which stalk the rain The wind came swift and slow; rushing at times as petals of flowers dance To the music of the coming rain; to lullabies that made heads bounce And to the… Continue reading Rainmaker Tales, the first

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Rain on the Window 

I love the sound of the rain when it hits the windows When the multitude descend down from the Heavens Splattering, hitting the Earths crust, smashing the clay  Throwing up sweet scents, one unaccustomed to man The sounds create a regular rhythm which sings a lullaby Soothing are the rains words, mild are her amazing… Continue reading Rain on the Window 

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Your eyes

I call you Natures finest, nothing stands touching but your pretty eyes It melts the body and the soul,  it remind me of the wild and of untamed love It is like the Summer sun whose glow shine upon yellow wheat fields It is the touch of the Suns gold which sprays her tentacles upon… Continue reading Your eyes

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Muse: Morning in the rain season

Here has become something else without much of the sun The wind takes her toil, she dances about with no care When the South forge towards the cold rainy season The queer climate of the evening is seen in the morning The mildness, softness of the wind makes all, everything cold, Even when the sun… Continue reading Muse: Morning in the rain season

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Sunrise in Enugu

Alas the sun rise above the clouds Without the mild weather all seem hot Above the hills, greened with vegetation And roof tops, which brown is tanned The clouds blue upon the long firmament Draw very friendly and smiling apparitions One that will definitely see the sun set Birds fly, trees swoosh, the airs sing… Continue reading Sunrise in Enugu

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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… Continue reading A muse: God’s Love

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I stand before the rocks
On the edge were waters fall
Through the block were ferns grow
And the white crystals drop solemnly

And I call out to thee
Hear me, dear mother Nature
Though I am confused and shy
I come to ask of thee something
All about me, I fear greatly
I fear for the thoughts come to me
The thoughts of losing the one I love
For she is so dear and her version rare
The color of her eyes are sweet grey
And the perfumes on her hair,
Fresh each morning I smell them
She is very tall, like the Pawpaw tree
And when she laughs, my thoughts
Comes to a fierce sudden halt,
She has the grace of the deers limb
And walks majestically, like the Pea-hen
The wind is always cool when she stays
The moon mock my shyness
I crave a planet just for we two
But alas, I fear;
The joy of her acquaintance
Tells of many sweet memories
Which will live for a thousand years
Now tell me, mother Nature
What am I to do, to love her more?
For she gave me her true love
And since this beautiful acquiantance
I see the morning clouds, clear
As the crystal drops fall from the waterfall