I’m coming back and I don’t know why. Maybe you think you’re giving me a second chance telling me I wasn’t in the right frame of mind or that the holidays were on and to remember how boring that can be for a…

I don’t dream anymore But if I did I would travel back in time Back to my country My state My town My city I’d travel back even if no one went with me Imagine that I would hear the beating of drums before reaching…

In sorrow, I watch you walk away through no fault of your own. You were asked to leave. I don’t know why and I probably never will. You came here for just one reason. She was just nine months old when you arrived. Now three…

to reach my island home once you’ve alighted from the ferry: lift your nose inhale deeply the crisp and tangy air tilt your head inhale again does that stir memories? walk to the minibus parked beside the squat red cement shed that serves as a…

Hour Nineteen – There are so many nature poems out there. Our prompt for this hour of the night is to write a poem for a city, real or imagined.   My Tale of Two Cities Two homes have I, they’re oceans apart Two cities,…

The City Dead? No, a city always seems alive It throbs with life from eight to five. Later, it puts on neon glitter And parties till midnight or later. It sends long roads snaking out To lasso fields, make houses sprout. Its towers stretch their…

La Cuidad stone, mortar, steel, and glass stalwart and stately, the city beckons scintillating with light and people. the glory of mankind. complex construction, supporting heights unbound, roof-top gardens and fields of windows reflecting clouds, sky, and other buildings looking in upon itself. no difference…

All I know about joy is that it comes in the morning I’ve felt overwhelmed with happiness as soon as night surrendered to day All I can say about joy is that it comes after mourning I’ve always experienced it this way I choose joy…

Lagos, like the mythical elephant ugly and attractive a moment it is flooded the next it is a silk smooth dazzling fragile strong and enterprising accommodating and regale If a capital city is needed you check the boxes exotic tastes eyes for beauty energy and…

Moments of trials no one expected As the buzzing city finally slept Turning days gloomy and unreal Nights into a dark tomb inadept   Fearing the air what it could hold Unaware of the days and time passing by Hope, it is stuck in the past Bearing each moment…