2016: EB POETS EXERCISE III

Theme:  1984 Desmond Adeoye-Adetoba The Big Brother became clothed with the eye Tongues twisted into newspeak and doubled Thoughts now the crime monitored in Room 101 All to a deviant beginning...

2016: EB POETS EXERCISE II

Theme: If Green Was A Number Hypermind If green was a number it will be zero,before one and all will still be perfect. It will still be the beginning of creation, no end, and still feel the...

2016: EB POETS EXERCISE I

Theme:  Maya Angelou Umar Jimeta Up along the Andes through the Nazca line exists a tribe They worried not for pen or paper-they just didn’t think the pen was mightier than the sword So...

IT WAS BLOOD

It wasn’t love she wanted, it was blood Painted with the word “love” on his skin So in the veins of their bodies pens were blood ink Soaking into both merged flesh like foam wool cotton. Sheets bed...

HOME

Maama used to lie in every story she told us “Us” was bones so she needed flesh on us And flesh on us was what my aunty called growing up- When your manhood could differentiate planting a seed from...

VICTIMI’

For verily it is said; a fool must be answered like a fool less he thinks he is wise; Solomon the king. These vagabonds, would they stop to think someday, that they could be good, like Benjamin...

MAYBE BREAK CUP

That maybe a cup could take up the responsibility of a spoon Would happen real soon Sooner than silence would Make you sit in your cocoon and make you croon. But again I thought again-that Maybe a...

MIST

                                                This mystery demystified, that...