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A muse: Stormy Night
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You, my Inspiration
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The House on the Road
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Muse: This Night
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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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Angels
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Haiku: Golden Corn
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Musing: The Love I have
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Wonder says I
15.10.08 If men were to create themselves, Then mirrors shall become gladiatorial arenas, And the Earth, an epitome of cruelty. If ants could build skyscrapers, Though centuries it must take, yet it would portray Nature’s wisdom. If crocodiles were to be executioners, in moments, crooks become stories, but for criminals there would be none. If…
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Three Poems
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Lullaby: The Rain on the Roof
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Muse: Out in the Sunshine
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The meaning of: a Diamond
Dreams are plans come true in the mind … Set to manifest in the future … Bound by strings of faith Perseverance, courage, and determination. Then comes a taste from within … Boiling up a bowlful of ideas … A spirit for clear values A culture of modern innovations. Inspirations are high and higher ……
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Haiku: Love
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A Lovers Delight
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The Summer’s Tale
When summers arrive The flowers bloom in red and pink The clouds are proud under a mild sun Joy brings hope, connecting the bridges The green fields grow We see farmers sowing. The summer leaves change hue Blowing a hearty kiss While her cold, monstrous nephew Comes to take what was once bliss The nights…
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The Clan and The Day
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Who I Love
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Musing: Cold Mornings
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Lost Love
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The Descendant, a rains incantation
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Lullabic
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The Old Man and The Bulb
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Musing: The Sugar Ant
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Haiku: To A Heart That Beats My Rhythm
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Happie Birthdae text to a brother and mentor- Mr John O. Iroegbu
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Another Tree Tale, before now
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Home coming: freestyle
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Haiku: Silver Curse
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the Farmer
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Pensive
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Poetry as genuine as it should be, Part 1
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A Psalm, of Oke Iroegbu
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Midnight Thought
Once upon a midnight dreary, As I pondered, weak and weary, The night was grim, and all was damp. Swarms of fly-filled insects surround my lamp, And out there, the trees stood like Halloween ghosts, Waiting to strike, standing lightly on the dust. The clouds shine; Zeus was trying out his new lamp. His matchsticks…
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Lost Love
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Uyo Night Rain
Thundering, Heavens clap In might and strange call We tremble, we watch The crystal drops fall Freezing winds flush about The rain falls, uncaring The Heavens light, thunders nephew Show his face, now and then Sending chills down our spines Everyone clasping their cheeks Some minding not the dripping saliva All waiting and watching With…
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Tree Tale with FranK Onuoha
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Musing: Stars
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Henry
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First rains- Haiku
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Musing: Encouragement
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The Legend of Wawadomea: Tarantula Snakefish
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a message of love
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VAL
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Natures Tale
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Garden of Love
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The TimeWalker
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Shooting Star
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Natures cruelty by Emeka Ogbonnaya