Short Unmixed Poems

Flowers are wheat 
Flour is draught 
Unmixed it flies 
Mixed it builds up 
Bread for its eaters 
Two hands divide 
Unity in diversity 

© John Chinaka Onyeche...

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I broke the dozen eggs 
I bought a few weeks ago. 
Only two of them are badly reddish. 
My eyes are fixed on the good ones. 
I forget to turn the stove on 
As Eileen's face appeared 
From the back side of my brain. 
I sit there glancing at 
The unmixed eggs; 
Thinking... 
Why are the reddish eggs 
Considered bad?...

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Dubem, without a doubt in me

Understanding the feminine

Because - there's no other me

Emotions, climbs-heart on nine

Must those dreams kill you?.

Ojukwu, you can feel desires

Juxtapose, oh! Our dear hearts

Unmixed feelings or ires 

Kwanzas for you,from my arts

Would love to catch your crazies

Uptights within, crucifies frenzies....

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Raw 
Intelligence…
Like dry 
Cement
Sitting unmixed
Never used
To make 
Anything 
Real

Raw 
Intelligence…
A flashing
Neon light
To its own 
Potential
Bulbs
Burning out
One at a time

Raw
Intelligence…
Its shadows
Forever littered
Along a
Lost and 
Forgotten
Past tense
Alleyway

Raw
Intelligence…
Like shards of
Glass
In the maelstrom
Reflecting a story
Of what 
Might
Have been

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)...

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