I KISS THE NATURE GOOD MORNING by Kamarudeen Mustapha

I KISS THE NATURE GOOD MORNING by Kamarudeen Mustapha

I KISS THE NATURE GOOD MORNING

by Kamarudeen Mustapha

I kiss the nature good morning
And brew a pot of honey in my veins

I converse with the wild hues of the wilderness
And win myself a garland of rainbow around my neck

Today I befriend the weaverbirds and their tweeting colony
See how fast I become a chatterbox of modern lore

I imitate the Nightingale and its solemn notes
See how fast I become a singer of fortune

The day I imitate the oracle,
I will become a poet of vision

I will borrow its mystic gaze
That threads the innards of truth 

I will borrow its nimble feet
That walk the labyrinth of wisdom

Tired of borrowing, I may steal its prophetic flames
That burn the dross covering the gems of tomorrow 

I may steal its everlasting repose
And learn the secrecy of patience
 
Tell me which blacksmith fashions his ore
And fabricates his sinews
The uniqueness of his saber
Comes from the zealousness of his shadow
 
The length of his shadow comes
From the reflection of his person by the height of his fire 
Not the ore and neither the fire
But the power of his bellows
 
Then the strength and the rapidity of his hammer
On his anvil…

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Kamarudeen Mustapha (Prince Dankeketa) writes short stories and poems. He is a teacher and a photographer based in Ibadan, Nigeria. His poems and short stories have been published in Our Poetry Archive, Setu online magazine, Africanwriter.com, and Kreative diadem. He had also had poems published in some anthologies apart from self-publishing some children story books like Zinari, the Golden Boy, Winners Never Quit, Magic Birds, Wayon Bana ( Hausa ) among others. His debut novel ‘Zero Orbit’ is almost ready for publication.
KOOWE’S CRY by Seyi Omotoso

KOOWE’S CRY by Seyi Omotoso

KOOWE’S CRY

by Seyi Omotoso

Hear the sonorous voice as it re-echoes in the distance
The deadly release that murders our hearts
Hear it again and again – Koowe – the horrified bird that sings and you die
Hear the ancient spirit that talks in tears
Before you’d say I did not tell you
Hear!
Turn the left if your right ear has been eating from them
Long you suffer, here comes freedom
For I fear your itchy hands that prostrates to anything that buys bread
And your cracked throat that thirsts for their wine – in the eve of the election – rushing their indomie of lies again – drinking back your curses all years – killing yourself!
Koowe is here again – O – with a cry
She’s crying and crying and she would not stop
Shouting and shouting and she would not cease
Singing and singing and she would not stutter

 

Hear on a mission, you obey or you die
For I fear your heart that lives in Israel but marries the Philistines
Your mouth that jugs while ours stood, filled with all that’s bitter,
with holes by its sides, like the hollow of a calabash
You’re wicked!
If you read these lines and plead for their money
Wicked, if you turn deaf ears
Wicked, if you rush our souls with their indomies
Koowe is crying and she would not stop

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Seyi Omotoso is a seasoned poet and writer. 
Though he currently studies Physics in the Lagos State University, yet, his love for poetry knows no bound. 
Over the years, his works have appeared in some notable online platforms like 
Kreative Diadem, OYA Magazine, Acceleratetv among others. He’s currently working on his first novel.

SOMETHING ABOUT NATURE by Aremu Abiodun

SOMETHING ABOUT NATURE by Aremu Abiodun

 

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SOMETHING ABOUT NATURE


The bright light shines, everyday,

A dynamic touch with blossoming appeal,

Nature has never ceased to mirror her existence,

There is always something to say about her beauty.


Life may be unkind, life may be wobbly,

Nature still is a beautiful gift to human,

Nature says to us,

Dwell in full existence and explore to extreme.


The plants smile happily in their green attire,

The trees house the birds,

The seas clap and dance to everyday waves,

The sky illuminates and puts the face of nature to sleep.


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Nature elucidates the Creator’s existence,

Nature’s breath is life to all,

Nature’s beauty is peace for all,

Nature is bold with reflection and fascination.


If only humanity can be kind,

If only we could stop being busy,

To learn from nature’s tale,

Life would be much easier.
 

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

A.A. Aremu is a graduate of Moshood Abiola Polytechnic, where he studied Accounting. He is in constant search of knowledge and loves the pen.

 


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IT IS TWELVE

IT IS TWELVE

IT IS TWELVE…

It is twelve

And the day is at crossroads;

Evening wrestles night

For the rights of time

 

It is twelve

And it is a new day

This day begins its day yawning

A hundred loads

Loom on its discourteous sun

Its face, dyed with uncertainty

Deep rooted in fantasies

And doctored memories

 

It is 12:00am, Good morning!

It is 12:00am, Good morning!

It is twelve,

Bath-supplications compete at crossroads

It is twelve

And it could birth anything;

They were twelve,

Clustered at their master’s feet

At the sound of jiggling coins

One thought of Wall Street

And boarded the next train

Does it matter?

If it were a day or people?

It was twelve in June…

They faulted the people’s wish

And dug a thousand graves

 

Bio

‘Gbenga Adeoba is a lover of words. His poems have appeared in Sankofa LitMag, Bukrepublik and elsewhere.

 

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