Best Channelled Poems

Living in a realm where 
the air seems to 
be still as stone,
invisible, like a 
ghost of a rose, 
translucent and frozen in 
time of...

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born under the sea, an irresistible force
  two bodies reluctantly embrace, shunting, shifting, tectonic drifting
  alongside the southern Iapetus Ocean
  equatorial deep-time...

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Once upon a long time,
The silence blanketed my world
Like snow covering an arctic forest.

The nooks and crannies of my days
Were filled with the wispy webs...

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Remember when the ink, a writer’s tat, like a cobra spiralling ‘round fingers and arms, wielded power. Splotches, balled up, thrown into the basket hoop,...

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- - Chapter 2: Adult Responsibility (With Some Breaks) - -     

By ten years old, no weekends off, 
Or Saturday cartoons,...

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Well it doesn't really matter, if you have riches or you’re poor,
When you get that bellyache, you know you’ll be heading for,
That little house way...

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Thumbs Up To The Journey

At the footbridge as it bridges past from present future and perspectives your
feet might be-come and may be-go confused be-fuddled as...

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Scented ember a moulted smoulder
Skied as crackling softness 
Spied and felt thru a film of dexterity
Uncalibrated, solvent, translucid
Trance and dance

Street fleet, guttering inhabited by creased...

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When the British borrowed the Blues
from their American cousins
enhanced the genre, reshaped it cried it
the whole world took notice.
The Sixties a generation born
within the conflict...

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Wow well that's clever. I mean really really intelligent. Must have done all the research well. And drawn exact plans as to not make any...

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To Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau

Do you remember Sade?
Do you remember yesterday we flew kite
at the cloudy street of Ibadan?
Do you remember how I channelled your 
thought...

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Ipsofacto of { Fear

Call yourself Christian
Call yourself Human
Call yourself Mohammedans

Say you are Sufi
Say you are Wicca 
Say you are Krishna Marti

Be nailed to suffering
The message...

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COMRADE LOVE NEEDED

Sorrow of Love is hard to bear
stretches my bones and 
I cannot go on

A need for comrades 
to speak about Love
lost their ability...

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When you see Wole Soyinka smile,
The earth dances in a glowing feast,
The earthquake becomes calm and
Loyal before his moving lips' curve.
.
.
.
He is the future of...

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