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Poem: Don’t Cry
Don’t cry when the last coal burn outAnd the little flickering fire tries to stayDon’t cry around the noise of silenceEven when it’s so loud and deafeningDon’t cry when there’s a moonless nightWhen the cold hands of twilight threatenDon’t cry, my friend, when it seems it’s overLet it be; the sun will rise, so will…
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A haiku of the night
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Musing: Candle Light
Night falls Sleep calls My candle light dance, hovering madly before me Careless of its nakedness, careless of her waywardness Yet there was very little wind here, rather a swift breeze Coming now and then, but the candle light danced The corner of the room stood, darkened behind me My silhouette forming a union with…
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The African 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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Lullaby: Moonshine
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A muse: Star Light
Star light But thousand miles away from home They glitter still with their amazing innocence Come on, dear glittering stars… You wouldn’t know I am not at home, would you? There are many glittering stars out tonight Out they come, like a parade of great might Come behold this exotic and pretty sight Made from…
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August night poems
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Lullaby: A tale of the cold night
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When night falls
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Thoughts
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Let us dance
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The Winds Tale: A call of the Hills
The call of the hills… On a night dark as pitch We stay listening to the swooshing trees And the strange call up the hills… A tornado of wind come surfing down Pushing the brushes and woods apart Sending both man, child and pets scrambling Tall and strong wild palms bend double Threatening to crush…
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Lullaby: The Rain on the Roof
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Happie Birthdae text to a brother and mentor- Mr John O. Iroegbu
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Midnight Thought
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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 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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Musing: The Wind
How cold it is tonight With very little warmth The frogs are happy outside They all had started their choir procession Singing with all croaky voices Dancing to the rhythm of it The wind blows heavily It has gripped the night And her cousin, cold Enjoys the evening ride With her ice cold fingers They…
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Isuikwuato
Oh land of the brave The temperate, the strong The oneness of Nature The beauty all desire Oh dear humble African land The green forests of Amaeke With those daring masquerades Prowling about town On hot sleepy days Cloudy days; rain and sun Hills, ancient and fresh Streams running thru them Giving them some life…
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A Run In The Rain
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Under the Baobab
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So Long A Dreamers Joy
The sun gave its last smile Then went to sleep for the day Cool wooing sea breezes wash thru Sending an emissary notice To the gleefully shining stars On a night many wondered about The moon happy as he seemed Searched the beautiful glades in haste Looking for ones love –his love Once, more crickets…
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The Lone Wolf