Devilment is Afoot
...Leaves of the oak trees congregated in clumps of whispering soldiers
A devilment was afoot; the fey felt this and scurried to the meadow.
Someone was dragging a heavy sack into the darkest shadows....
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Categories:
putridness, murder, mystery,
Form: Free verse
When Shall We Converge Again
...Memories of those nights at Ekpoma
Cling on to my dreams like bees to raffia palm
Seeking for food to be produced
The Muse said we left many issues unresolved
While we sat around the well at my...
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Categories:
putridness, age, angst, brother, faith,
Form: Free verse
If She Only Knew
...Its not the eyes i notice first
but the way disappointment
seems to hang on her frame
like a curdled shawl
The weakest of smiles she forces
As embers of her love for me
disintegrate into silenc...
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Categories:
putridness, poetry,
Form: Free verse
In the Life
...the day was harsh in reminding of
eternal imprisonment
(as the gates closed to my cage) …
to tortured senses &
a burning heart -
how i could end for Lack of Luck.
for once
was done wi...
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Categories:
putridness, depression, grief, life,
Form: Free verse
Maturity
...MATURING
Yesterday, I plunged into a whisper.
The fiery red marquee that blasted my existence disappeared,
Like a B-film star at the Oscars,
And only a faint shadow obscuring its source remaine...
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Categories:
putridness, change, feelings, growing up,
Form: Free verse