It's strewn everywhere, garbage of plastic
bottles floating forever in the sea.
choking and burning, in stench so toxic
homo-sapiens ...how long will you be ?
Fishes flush out dead within plastic trash,
pouring out of pipes, into the river.
species are killed in million dollar bash,
but their lavish parties, will end never.
This burdened planet will shake us off soon.
Has it not buzzed the atom bomb alarm?
While grandeaur dreams flourish a rich tycoon,
wrapped in polythene, poor Earth on the harm.
Ocean and all air, have crossed danger line,
Yet plastic hearts...celebrate Valentine.
Categories:
polythene, environment,
Form: Sonnet
There's wretched plastic everywhere
We drop it here, we chuck it there
We landfill it with urgency
We leave it there as legacy
We poison planet once pristine
We now despair of polythene
We see it blowing in the air
We just pretend it is not there
We see it snagged up in the trees
We watch it waving in the breeze
We see it swimming in the sea
We wonder where it next will be
We walk on streets that once were clean
We step over polystyrene
We dump disposables galore
We trip on them spread on the shore
We drop it here, we chuck it there
There's wretched plastic everywhere
Categories:
polythene, environment, planet,
Form: Rhyme
It arrived one day by morning post,
from writing she knew from foreign coast.
Small seeds packed in two polythene bags,
had some criss-cross writing with strange tags.
Martha, Brenda two neighbours, close friends,
cast their wise old eyes to comprehend.
Expert nostrils sniffed for aroma,
this was beginning of weeks drama!
Books and fables they knew from before,
of magic potions that help men score!
They nodded their heads in agreement,
the cure for their men’s predicament!
They soon got their pestle and mortar,
to brew soup so their men are hotter!
For full five days on till that weekend,
the two men were fed medicament....
Result was evident Sunday night,
when men held them in their big arms tight,
Kissed them goodnight and began to snore,
men so very pleased with their golf score!
Written 11/August/2020
“Mystery seeds” contest
Sponsor Carolyn Devonshire
Categories:
polythene, best friend, drug, for
Form: Rhyme
Baked strands of air
cut through my nostrils.
As a cloud of red hung above rooftops
so lads covered
their huge mouths and blood shot eyes
with polythene bags.
The miserable trees had forcibly
lost their green coat,
the red earth had begun to crack,
and rhythmic motion revealed
gloomy black ants collecting dust
instead of rice grains.
Once upon a time in ages
a black dot showed in the sky
rumblings were heard through the earth
and by divine whim,
did piercing drops fall,
trickling down onto my face
I lifted my tongue to the sky
like a tired dog
until I could bare it no more
and that was it
the sky cleared,
and the usual red arrested the brief blue.
Categories:
polythene, africa, environment, future, weather,
Form: Prose Poetry
Listen my Obimo,
A beg you note this down ooh,
Am loooking foward to see you expectant,
Yeah,pregnant,
I want to see you carrying my small oggah in your stomach,
Am very ready for the task,
Worry less my sweet potato,
I will be by your side emphatically.
Ololufe,Yes my angel,
At the onset of your pregnancy,
I'll start my helping duties,
I will wash for you,
I will cook for you,
I will dust for you,
I will fetch for you,
I will help you shower,
I will do anything to see you rest,
Rest peacefully with my small oggah.
I will be there when cravings set in,
I will bring stones for you to chew,
When the baby feels to eat chicken,
I will avail it immediately,
Even if you wake me up at midnight,
And you feel like smelling burnt polythene,
I will tirelessly avail it,
The baby may also want me to sing,
I promise i will do it amidst my bad vocals,
Tell me anything,ask for anything for your request will command me.
I promise!
Poet Igweee
Categories:
polythene, love,
Form: ABC
They give what they don't have:
Leaving their children to
the lion's paw to devour them,
while addressing the ills
of others' children.
1)Wroughting diverse miracles are they.
2)Skilled in elating words,
even bailing heart out from
turmoil's prison.
'Nemo dat qoud non habet':
Giving out what
they haven't used.
3)Bought a new bag
for your old bag is worn.
But you gave it out
to your neighbour
who has seven better ones.
While you pack your
stuffs in a polythene?.
Giving your cakes to dogs!
4)Taking care of another man wound,
While yours can't help oozing:
Even swarms of flies taking picnic theirin.
"Even if you have what you can't use. Life will not reveal it."
Dispose the heaps in your eyes,
That you may see clearly to blow off the
substance in other's eyes!
Heal your wound first...
And many will patronise!
17:2:12:20:19
Categories:
polythene, allusion,
Form: Narrative
Roaming the village with black
beautiful girl tucked in arms
was Johnny the village god
Adored by older boys with
the world under his sure feet
As he stepped on his darling
round village girl.
Other boys his age cried:
no girlfriends of their own:
Johnny you're good seeking
chance for them him to join
and play his girl they sought
which they got.
The guitar-boy had become
an altar boy for the village mass.
Legendary Johnny the god
worshipped by all village boys,
reviled all by uptown girls
more and more they said
Johnny you're so good
Johnny was a sure god
With his feet like cogs of wheel
As tailor's feet on his machine
he skillfully played it like a ball:
The only village girl he knew and
relationship they all adored of
box guitar and shopping bags
Where polythene never is
too old for the god.
Categories:
polythene, abuse, anti bullying, art,
Form: Free verse
Pinocchio Pam
You are our hope
She so very good looking
She looks just like a man
She got in the photo
On acid was she
Exclaimed with surprise
When the flash went off in her eyes
Categories:
polythene, best friend,
Form: Carpe Diem
Cold dawns and extremely chilly dusks
moving clouds stroll down very close to the Earth
vision blurred by dry mist
while humidity is tied in season’s personal polythene bag.
Air becomes a skeleton- ripped of its flesh
pain sensation, so active in a full time job
dry skins stay casualties to deformed flexibility
as they suffer a timely betrayal from an expected weather.
Evenings are blessed with romantic temperatures
even carrying along a windy followership
but always attach themselves to an ulterior motive
to stimulate a kind embrace and cause bodily malfunctions.
A period uniquely tropical
a season attracted to dry inlands and deserts
fully starting from the twelfth month to last seventy five days
sums up to be a mixed character of a major two;
as cold as the rainy days and as dry as the sunny ones.
Categories:
polythene, earth, education, environment, nature,
Form: Ode
In all my wondering across the crowd
I never dreampt of cause blood
That's not in our culture i thought
"You heard that sound, i shout?"
Then sound another loud sound
lies ahead there abandoned, dead and unsound
Everyone run, and run without direction
Only the unsound had why to asked as question
I cried, he watch as I picked his cut-off arm
As I gathered the remain of the one near him
As many undead also calling me for help
As many undead became dead with no help
Now the army had arrive
With the ones that run angrily to survive
And injured separately from the blast
They forgot you are alive, if you heard the blast
They were barbecuely tied down in polythene
The lucky ones, died with their firely face eaten
Though they died with many unfulfilled wishes
They were only to be remembered as dead ashes
Can poor western education make you do this?
You had your choice:
Pig is forbidden, we're you forced?
Alcohol is forbidden were you forced?.
Claiming you mass murdered in his honoured
To enter his sacred garden blooded
If he need that, he could have created us one race
No Black, White, jews, Muslims, and Christians
Categories:
polythene, death, grief, i miss
Form: Ballad
Droplets of water hit the roof so hard
I could barely hear myself think
as it washed down dirt from the corrugated
roofing sheets.
The smell of dust hung around like
the scent of incense burning from the altar,
heat steamed from the sun burnt earth like water
poured on hot coal.
From my window I could see empty
polythene bags hovering in the air,
trees swaying to the rhythm of the wind
and animals scampering for shelter.
I took-off my clothes and jumped into
the rain reminiscent of my childhood when
Mother would let us dance in the rain
and bathe us with warm water afterwards.
but now I'm a grown man and all I want
to do is dance in the rain.
Categories:
polythene, age, childhood, children, earth,
Form: Free verse
My life is like a pencil
Sharp and use
Once the work is done
Kept in box like tube
My life is like polythene
People use it and throw
Once i carry their load
They feel air and blow..!!
My life is becoming a dustbin
All come and throw garbage
Between my life and relation
There are only ashes.
Categories:
polythene, dark, life, truth,
Form: Bio
I dreamt of a monocle night.
I saw; I was sitting upright.
As usual, the earth’s lamp was bright.
There-by unveiling some ants in fight.
I saw a tired knight.
Seeking a shelter, to spend the night!
Helpless I was; cos my hut was tight.
Olodumare brought a way out of the plight.
Off the kids went to tale by moon light.
Against the wall their mater rest.
I rolled up their mat by pushing slight.
She would have awoke if not providence might.
Outside on the mat with my pal; I spent that night.
Polythene or mat, the kids knew naught!
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Olodumare=GOD (in Yoruba), mater= mother, Monocle night=night of a full moon.
Categories:
polythene, imagination,
Form: Sonnet