I’ve swung trees beyond leaves I’ve explored vastly the jungle’s belt I’ve shown my flexibility on closed and unclosed branches; My acrobtaics is a higher bar for a Monkey’s match I have tasted nectars , I know the flower that bore the sweetest, I have smelt array of petals- melt their colour to my touch. … Continue reading “take Me Back”
When you see a poet You see life at its best He understands nature better than the first man He sees the soul of all living, and inanimate His language is love and his voice is the ink His friends are his thoughts and a pen between his fingers. When you see a poet You … Continue reading When you see a Poet
He saw her and his heart stopped. In that split second nothing and no one else existed. He was totally attracted to her with no reservations and it would appear, from the look in her eyes that she felt the same way. Time resumed and she walked on. His wife turned around just then from the … Continue reading “Periphery” by Iraku Haso (From The Unagi Creative)
The private jet was already at cruising altitude as the hostess wheeled the cart back into the galley. She had just served tea to the only two passengers on the plane, who had thanked her, checked her out surreptitiously and then returned to their conversation. The two gentlemen were dressed formally in business suits … Continue reading “…Or Not to Be (The Wolfman’s Struggle)” by Harrison Ambler (from The Unagi Creative)
“We should stop by the restaurant. I have not eaten this morning and I’m sure you haven’t too; that’s if you are okay with that” He said in a cool voice with his hand firmly on the steering. “It’s fine.” I said without looking up. I wonder why he added “if it’s okay with me.” … Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Slut ~ Episode 21
I grabbed her top. . . “Wetin do Aunty Amaka?” I was coming back from my friend’s place when I saw an okada jam a bus and Aunty Amaka was the one on the okada. She was bleeding and she looks unconscious to me. “Bleeding? Unconscious? Where? How? What’s going on?” “It was opposite our … Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Slut ~ Episode 16
The water rose till the glass that held it in broke into smaller pieces. The current had exploded and those caught in the waves were left to curse their luck. The lucky ones stared hard, and without any reason they let loose of vile words and curses. They threw their offense at the wounded ones … Continue reading Simple World
At the pinnacle of a pyramid No voice will remain unsung An empire, an ideal prime As old Babylon blasts higher The wary grow older Society withers away from innocence All engines glowing The man at the end smiles A palace full of lovers and well-wishers Persistent and relentless for peace and manna Prejudice towards color … Continue reading Welcome To The Jungle
Carved to a delicacy beyond perfection From a place past the Nile The lasting beauty came Sumptuous Longing for a mouth full Hoping for a hard bite Bracing for heat Sweat never dripped so slowly Tender and tense Muscles stretch amidst the motion Forbidden, yet ever so tempting
If you attended a boarding school—particularly a rugged one like my very own alma mater—you probably know its own version of what we at LASMOCK liked to call food ninjas. To be a food ninja was no small matter. You had to have serious mind and adhere strictly to the food ninja code of honour. … Continue reading Lasmock Times: 22 Ways To Be A Food Ninja
Seeking writing and photography contributors to cover the African arts scene–film, literature, dance, music, culture–for The African Muse. The African Muse features the best original thought on African culture, art, and artists for international patrons and creative practitioners. Supporting the work of fine artists and entrepreneurs, TAM incites a cross-cultural dialogue that challenges conventional notions … Continue reading The African Muse Seeks Contributors