Category Archives: Poetry

Tigers Living Free

Corridors of powers… Pierce on roses Contractors of tyranny Kill at free will The wolves… The sheep Clawing and tearing Policies draining terms Conditioned suffering Impostors of salvation. Whips whipping blades Teeth dripping bloods INNOCENTS. Hampered freedom Fear there… It’s … Continue reading

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Sleepless Nights

Your thoughts hold My heart imprisoned And my sleep eludes As scenes in me unfold. I stand at a cross-road Again read your letters The love each word exudes Leaves me arms crossed and cold. It’s been a fortnight That … Continue reading

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The Red Sun

(A Dodoitsu) Gory clouds, glossy effect Like an ended Spartan war Fueled by a magical orb In a robe of blood. Goodness Olanrewaju

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Modernity

I watch the balletic architecture of modernity Perform for the city. Looking as if they’d be razed by the slightest breeze While remaining resilient and durable Against the robust brutality of their predecessors. Anthony Ward

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Animated

the belladonna in their eyes dilating pupils widening with wonder at mystical worlds encapsulating childhood for all eternity with the vibrancy of colour capturing imagination in contrast to fear. Anthony Ward

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Perspective

If something bad happened everyday Would it make me the happiest man alive? Maybe if I throw caution to the wind It would blow me in the right direction. Or would it just blow me away? Anthony Ward

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The dwindling wonder in her eyes

It was easy to evoke her awe and wonder when she was a girl of eight, young and tender. Her brilliant, opal eyes glowing with the phosphorescent gleam of a storm-tossed sea – turbulent, tremulous, achingly beautiful, full of the … Continue reading

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Bon Appetit

I The whiff of morning coffee brings a smile to her lips. She admires the outline of Adam’s silhouetted form against the curtain. 8.00 a.m. All’s quiet in the scaly coruscating avenue out front. The first trucker trudges in, gruffly … Continue reading

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Spun Sweetness

To an audience of watchful leaning birch, a shy sangoma Spun sweetness in a trice. Crunchy underfoot and peripherally beautiful, There rolled off many worthwhile opportunities for her tongue, Far more than words should comfortably tell, Against its oral canvas. … Continue reading

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Shots and Liars

Actors are best at smoke and mirrors So habits daylong but hidden confess Talent’s torsion Injecting that experience released in memory – Likely along other tracks? A mind expansive And forward-thinking Seeks a safe body Salt earned and shed in … Continue reading

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