Wasn’t he foolish? Captain Carlos’ first and last move: to plough the sea. To straighten the sea waves in plumbed manner. An Architect’s Masterpiece was his intention. Tools on deck; tape, chords and all He set out to his dream. Swinging back and forth, he became his own victim As angry waves grew and leaped. … Continue reading Measuring Waves
I love swallow…as in swallow food! In my home Fufu, Amala, Eba etc. all fall under the umbrella of swallow. I could easily have it for breakfast, lunch and dinner; it does not matter to me. I don’t discriminate so please don’t assume that there must be an exception to this heart felt choice as … Continue reading Swallow
This was written by my Editor Hassan Abdul and I reworked it and decided to share it here…. Its just a fun piece. Act 1, scene 1: (In a crucial strategy meeting…) Place: Eye-so villa Dateline: May 2012 [The big masquerade has thrown a question ‘How to worm our way into the hearts of the SW?” … Continue reading Demo-Crazy and MAULings
This is part of the prologue of my new series. ‘The Chronicles of fear’ is the series title while the part one is TENTACLES OF FEAR. This prologue title is THE BEGINNING OF THE END. Please read and enjoy, and comment. I’m already working towards the book deal. I will really like to hear from you.
Who says it was rape? When you beckoned with pouting lips And took my gifts with willing hands Who says it was rape? Not once did you squirm or shout Not a murmur left your mouth, You responded to my touch with glee, Aiding and abetting my ravishing spree, From Abia to Zamfara From … Continue reading Who Said It Was Rape?
How I mourn the distant past When words were seasoned with the salt of care, grace and politeness Today we cuss and swear What rotten luck What the fuck… Oops! Pardon my French “I don’t give a fuck!” “What the fuck do I care if you swear” If I don’t swear, I’m square! “Saying fuck … Continue reading F* You! I’m a Nigerian!
once in a lifetime you are lucky to meet someone very special, a person who changes the way you view the world and makes each day more exciting. With you i see that lifes opportunities Are unending that dreams come true and that tomorrow is an open door. when i see you i see strength and love … Continue reading A Special Person
the wordsmith cast on the garment of his imagination moving into the furnace of creativity set to strike soul into form sparks flew as the words clashed flowing and rolling from the clash molted out metaphors sparked similes and struck personification as irony flew straight into the Creator’s eyes Ayoooo!! He cried in the … Continue reading Creaverse et Bless the inky winds…
We watched them Walk down the aisle Others that is You and I Spectators we were To the union of body and soul. You saw them Come in a pair Those others that is You and I Became the watched The consequence of my sin And then you laughed. All four of us Two tainted … Continue reading Wedding Song
We have finally been able to collate the judges scores and the result from the public poll to select the shortlist of 15 stories that stood out for the judges. Winners will be announced on the 1st of June. 1 To a Brother, with Love by Bubbllinna 2 The Scent of Waters by Lulufa Vongtau 3 … Continue reading Shortlist for the Touch of Spice Contest and Judge’s Remarks
The Romance Writers of West Africa (RWoWA) is a support group for romance writers of West African origin and/or writers who write romantic fiction set in West Africa, and is dedicated to the growth of African romantic fiction worldwide. RWOWA Seeing that the Touch of Spice contest wanted Love Stories, we called on the members of RWoWA to join … Continue reading Romance Writers Join NS Editors to Judge Touch of Spice Contest
The cool evening breeze So sweet upon my fair brown skin I’m enticed, so I glide upon its wings. A fair ride it is Down town where everything, everyone is one. In one minute a ride of times To read the lines on faces Whether smiles or frowns. See through transparent minds Whether happy or … Continue reading One Minute
God, Thank you for my eyes And the power you gave them; To drink from the streams of light Gushing from the sun, To taste of the trillion particles That bounce off your creations Leaving form in their wake. I will thank you for my nose The mountain with two caves at its foot, That … Continue reading Thanksgiving
Boy meets girl (and their thoughts)….
Chapter 1 contnd – There were four of them, each with his special skill; Idehen, Ofure’s father was the master of the battle plaque. No one could recreate a battle scene like he could. He carved it out in such extraordinary detail that it was said you could hear the drums and smell the blood. … Continue reading Hinterland – Chapter One (2)