Of Swans and Ports

There were times, I know You were ready to go But you stayed And my world spun on Gave me air to breathe A reason to still believe Is there time, to go back and remember, who we are? You came up today In the…

Paranoia

September 19 is coming. Confusion lying in wait At the polling units. PDP, APC, no difference. Just same men changing parties. F*cking government.   What do I do on that day?   They claim they are not like the others. But were tutored by the…

One More Line…

I like my poems short and sweet reading or writing, I prefer to be brief. Some go on and on without relief words flow, I yawn and off goes the beat! But I do not wail or suffer in grief Read them in full and…

Hour 3 – This Pandemic Just Ain’t No Fun

This Pandemic Just Ain’t No Fun at first I thought, with all the extra time, I’d work on projects clean this mess do all those things I’ve been saving for when there’s time this pandemic just ain’t no fun but school didn’t cease or pause…

Dreamy Eyed

The Dream, A bright light shook me up, I wasn’t awake yet, or wasn’t awake yet, Oh! the dreams of mine, Doesn’t let me choose a path.   The Dreams, Not just one, Many of them. I wanna ride high, I wanna dive deep, Too…

Ilumination, Hour 3

Watch the night sky start to illuminate Illuminate darkness of collective misunderstanding Illuminate the truth obscured by darkness of confusion Insight dispelling delusions of a false conception Hope giving rise to a new concept of freedom Freedom from the defilement of understanding Enlighten everything So…

Where the Music

By Sandy Lender   Someone had prayed for peace on Earth, God bless them, But prayed without specificity Thus we awoke in July to silence outdoors Spotify stopped, the airwaves dropped, Pandora closed her box With Hope locked trembling inside As if waiting for a…

russian doll woman

born free, man builds his own traps forges armor, steel, war: made to save us from the evils they manifest into but our aches are innate, built-in trying to escape cages that we inherited and so on to the next place for us… the illusion…

Grandmas Lessons

Her voice is remembered like a gospel song Or a book of proverbs and psalms Wise words to be a balm against hard times and hearts hardened Teaching how to love neighbors and give pardons to others that have been condemned To light fires to…

Hour 3 Prompt 3 Faith Chepchumba.

Happy Wreck Bop. Plain village is breaking Schools, markets and hospitals alike Piece by piece Like crisps trampled, cracking As it’s chief continue battling In their little plain home The schools closing down With parents camping in protest And displaying banners Of the draining student…