Long Any(a) Poems

Immortal Al, the poet. 
Yes, and don’t he know it 
And forget me not, his imaginary friend, Mortal Lee, that’s me! 
He has a Masters in Authorship. Me, his penmanship. 
He’s not just any or...

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At the end of the world where the sea meets the sky,
there's a small strip of land where the mermaids lie.
Where they  chit and they chat, or play and have fun,
and top up their...

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*Secret love, two searching eyes*

I
The early morning's languorous mild sun 
Seemed jaded from a nightlong tiring jog, 
And liked dawn's dew-mixed mirth nor glee of smog,
Nor some stray passing clouds' hide-and-seek fun, 
Nor yet was...

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EMPTY PEWS
These seats have stories and if they could talk
You would hear of the lives that many people walk
The church filled on each weekly Sunday morn
With families and neighbors and hearts that are torn
They will...

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When our cries travel not again through the sky
And the sun shines directly on our barren heads
Communal labour to clear filth render to apologies
The wise who hear and cautions spoke of no truth
And the land...

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‘Ossi’, what Western side likes them to call,
East returning complements with ‘pushy’,
No more stands there the brick-and-mortar wall,
Love’s lost still in old animosity.  

The wall o’er a decade and half back fell,
Yet, an iron...

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I ask you, “Where might we go:
A land to, or a land fro;
Let the land like a river flow.
Leave yourself behind, and dare,
Dare to know Thoreau.”
 
Ahh, how the day is
The simplest of all revolutions.
The...

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I

As things do return home like a refrain, 
On way back from a country tour were we,
A leisurely long trip—my kin and me, 
And met a quaint character on the train, 
As I recall, in...

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Come, O sorrows and be my waking call, 
Be to my life of joys a bit of blight, 
Upon a hard day's work a short respite, 
Be pleasant autumn before barren fall. 

Come with dark...

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Chuka Nnabuife: Nwoke Na Mma


(Ab? p?r? iche maka mmemme ncheta ?gb?gba ah? iri ise nke Sa Chuka Nnab?ife)


Izunna Okafor dere ab? a


A s? na mma nwoke b? mpempe akw?kw?
Mana nke ah? b? maka nd? ?j?...

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__________________
O what ye have been doing here?
I’ve been watching my life pass by.
Just that and nothing else?
Why, is not it enough?
_________________

O man, ye just cannot afford to be 
A mute pair of banks on meditation
Forever...

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No man's too small to hoist a helping hand,
Nor any a deed too small if well-meant,
Nor a task too tough for a noble end,
Mind can if means can't make a mighty dent.

A journey of a...

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Tis Tornado season
As it's dark and cloudy
Lighting strikes down
Weather alerts sounds
Tornado Watches 

Be watchful
For tis the season
Tornados come
Be always Prepared
To take Shelter

Then Alerts Sounded
Tornado in sight
Touched and grounded
Tornado's whips through towns
People.. go to where Shelter...

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I recall, to our life when she came— 
In early nineties one unknown day, 
Few did know for long years: who she was— 
Her mission, and what she wished to do, 
And someone called it...

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Water flows from the silent dam
With a crying noise of joy to slam 
The awaiting shouts of closed mouth 
Skydiving eyes in prayers closed northsouth 
The running around of hurray hurrying

Hot food feeds the cup...

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Pray, spare this man of a rare calibre, 
Fine, let him prove how good he’s as singer.

Soon as Malhar was sung, rain cooled the breeze,
Leaves perked up to listen from nearby trees,

Beats of Mridang on...

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How I wish readers miss me...

It has now been one year since he died, 
What emptiness the poetic world feels! 
His genius as days pass the more reveals, 
His memories we hope would new pens...

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I FEEL NO BILLOW:

Obvious smile covering enormous of feelings.
Shadows on the wall tells 'bout what could be happening.
Self-isolation mobilised for a painstaking decision.
Children of destitute parents on gruesome mission;
Fantasies and fallacies boosting men for filching,
Selling...

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Our little friend

Who knows what is its sex, it is difficult to say
But regardless, being reckless, we named him Donald
That implies, in any case, that it is him.

He is intense, always on guard
He has a...

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Her parents ,named her Gorgeous
Yusuf perhaps if, she was a boy
Born in the morning almost sunrise
Made her first sound same time as the birds

For her beauty a lot would be deducted
Even the sun hid behind...

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It's what I like about the sound of music
Especially like that of a funky drum beat
If boarder line or profound, it's therapeutic
The rhythm has you tapping your feet

So long though as it's one that soothes,
It...

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We all lost on open roads sinners that have fallen short of The Creator's glory. The Creator call the biggest sinners to repentance. Knowing the beast agenda negative the opposite of The Creator's. The beast...

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American soldiers have fought many wars
on foreign and very distant shores, hoping to raise
their Star-Spangled Banner on barren soil when victory
is finally declared to all who love peace and yearn for freedom. 

The young ones...

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Said diaries, said Google and Bing:
Rejoice, today’s the day of spring,
But city was in doubt, 
Paved roads, not a green sprout, 
Soilless bare, it can show nothing.
   
The streets’ tarred or cemented lands...

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Finally, I have the freedom
That comes with forgiveness. 
No longer will I dwell on the past
Or the marriage I blamed on ruining my life. 
I see now it was my choice
I knew you had problems
You...

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