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Night Poem: The Messenger and His Gong
Kokookoroko kokorokoro A greeting calls from afar, Children ran out excited As if the message was for them But then, who knows? Heads up, let’s listen Kumkum korookom Another beat rings out Pushing the mild hit Into the ears of the heaviest village sleeper ‘Oh how cute, it is the King’s messenger’ ‘A tall and…
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Happy International Women’s Day
Women are the real architects in the society I’m pleased with the roles women play in bringing worlds together and for the peace and love they represent. I’m happy that the world is waking to the reality that women are significant and must be treated with care, respect, and affection. I’m optimistic to see more…
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African Proverb: On the Child Strapped Behind The Mother
Igbo: Nwata akwô na azú amaghī na ùzó di anya English: A child strapped to the back of the mother does not know the journey is far. Origin: The Igbo people of Southern Nigeria use this adage. In many societies, it’s prevalent to see mothers, young and old, strap their babies behind them, especially when…
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Reminiscence by Peniel Gifted
Today, my wings remind me of Africa, of how she would curl Up her birdikins in lonely colours. My eyes running through the four Walls of her pigeonhole, her father’s Angels, wrapped in China Pink’s glitters. Africa made me, yes Africa made me Like the Adobe Lily in her holy Oasis Salty waters flow from…
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The Rainmaker’s Poem: Come Rainfall!
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Africa Changed Me By Nikki Lockwood
The open-air safari vehicle rattled along the golden dirt S-28 road, in Kruger National Park. As the wind whistled through the golden grass, I reached out my arm, letting the grass brush against my palm as I passed it by. Even though I was shaded by the canvas roof from the bright African sun, small…
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Night Poem: Rhythm of Hope
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Self Reflection 29: Perseverance
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You came as a Dream
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Poll
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Dawn
** A slope of rounded hills Black against the horizon Threatening the sun with its fierce thrust With thin clouds streaking across the sky ** The clouds underbellies glow reddish hue The morning warmth fighting the heady moon Wide plains stretched, savannah grass paradise Sometimes lonely trees stand with the yellow grass Ancient, raw, the…
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Even by Robin Bliss
Even when I walk, In deaths dark shadow, And the sun is hidden, From my sight. Yes. When pestilence is near, And people panic afraid. Although fires rage. Or the darkest night, Has come upon me. When illness nears, And isolation is here, Languishing But. With you, my beloved, Close by my side. I will…
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Self Reflection 25: Diligence
If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well. _Martin…
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Self Reflection 21: Faith 2
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Stars Glitter for you
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Beautiful Spring
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Galaxies
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Self Reflection 14: Courage
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The Magic in a Smile
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Thoughts: Friends Vs Foes 2
After watching this funny video, I concluded that people are not always what they seem. Friends, colleagues and even family members may sabotage someone’s effort, thereby becoming a hindrance to that person’s progress. Keep in mind that we can achieve progress when everyone in our boat is rowing with and not against us. ***
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Stay Safe
News of the spreading virus makes the headline each day. I think everyone can play a role to stop it. I’m impressed and grateful for the effort, resources and time our health and medical workers employ to contain the virus. I think bloggers should help by talking about it and sharing information about the virus…
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Another visit to Ovim’s Hills
If you encounter tablelands and rocks, hills and valleys, waterfalls and streams, abundant trees and virgin forests, all set in one quiet countryside, you will agree that Ovim is really blessed. Ovim is situated on ancient hills, a beautiful place for camping and outdoor fun. Each time I visit I get healed by her beautiful…
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Music in me
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Muse: I choose you
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Self Reflection 6: Watch and Pray
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Self Reflection 5: Be contented
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Remember
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First rain
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Self Reflection 2: Love yourself
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Thank you
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Muse: Even Though…
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Happy New Month
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A Farmer’s Love song
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Images from John Okereke
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Muse: Thoughts of You
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Muse: Promise
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Take a Break
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Building Bridges
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Swift Breezes
Swift breezes welcome me to my hometown My mind is at rest, for the love felt around Palm trees are sentries, termites their soldiers Cherries and mangoes throw fruits, sweet as sugar Swift breezes blow through our quiet neighbourhood I stand under tree shades, with my hands raised When tree leaves struggle all about breezy…
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400 + Followers!
Reflecting on my writing history I’ll say it hasn’t been easy. Writing from rural and semi urban Africa can be challenging; poor internet connection, little or no research resource and electricity issues. Despite all these, seeing your vote, like, comment, share or a new follower is an indicator that there’s progress. For your support dear…
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The Rainmaker’s Tales 2
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True Leadership
Earlier this evening, I overheard the women talking—my mother, aunts, some helpers, and my little sister. From my room window, I listened to their discussion about the funeral and everything they did to make it successful. Usually, I don’t eavesdrop on women’s conversations, but I couldn’t help but listen to this one. I admire their…
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Ide Stream
We took a walk through Ovim. I decided to show my friends around. Just after Ugwu Uwaoma, we saw the table mountain. From the distance, it looked magnificent. Further ahead, we came across the stream Ide, with her tide gliding smoothly through the green forest. The stream is deep and some fish trapping go on.…
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Poems of The Night
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Adieu Sister: Chioma Iroegbu
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Love Challenge 10
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Love Challenge 9B