Best Calabash Poems

I was loving the sun, 
Not consciously doing anything
My gourds hanging sweetly,
Too big to move much
Dancing with internal mirth 
Because I was being picked today
It...

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we may have the blues
should stop then we will amuse
choose the proper shoes

read news page by page
when my bright mind may engage
could see cat in...

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Drum beats inside black bare hairy chests
Tradition hidden in treasure chests
Chess played on mother earth , sounds like home
Home grown sounds ringing throughout the neighborhood
Stomachs...

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STANDING ALL ALONE
THINKING NON BUT ALL
NATURE AND DESTINY AT
ITS BEST
AT WAR BUT WHO WINS
GRIEVE NOT WOMAN
GRIEVE NOT
FOR IS THERE A REASON TO
NO SEED CAN EVER...

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Bring the Nzu and
Kola nut
Take it to the
stranger among us,
Let him kiss it and
be bless.
Let him rub the Nzu
on his arms then his
fore head.
It is...

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Adieu the king,
Long live the king:
The crown was in the grove
Where his forebears dwell
In their majestic transfiguration;
There he would inherit the fiat,
The power to say...

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African Pride
Our people are not a folk who bow down their heads,
Hide their hands in between their laps,
Or turn their backs to their foes in...

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My Roots

As dark as charcoal-as dark as rich soil of Africa -
Is the core of my traditional and beliefs – it’s obscure
Knowing that deep beneath...

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The Golden Stool

 Offer me the sacrosanct golden stool
 To rest my bottom,
 Cursed! And of course abominable it is
 The Asantihene possesses it,
 I...

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My Apology 

At times we run out of words
Sorry may never be enough in -
Acknowledging our faults
Our shortcomings covers us with fear
So we hide in...

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Piano In My Head( how I met my partner)

As Paapa and Koo Bentum sat 
Under the sacred Onyaa,
Sipping the little pito 
Left under the breasts...

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Once in the village of Daka in Burkina Faso,
Lived Koussé the incorrigible drunkard
Very popular was he that his presence was necessary
In all...

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In an instant and a quick flash
There was a crash near Calabash;
Won't see the one I love anymore;
Into my heart, a big hole it tore.

She...

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Calabash from the petals...

     Cannot withhold all the joy in her heart

        A long...

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We were like men on earth,
We ate bread and drank from the same calabash as they,
When the time came we return to our world,
Signs were;...

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