Poem

GONE FOR GOOD

…When the Squirrel finds solace in Oluwere; The race ends, and the hunter leaves with futility… For everywhere on Oluwere, Is home to Squirrel. (I) Green Light Have you no eyes to see? Your name Read more…

By Germane, ago
Poem

TO THE NIGHT BREEZE

  Saviour you are Comfort flavour you are Soothing vapour discharged From your freezing abooode Come live with me forever Your leave could revive the fever Your counterpart left when the sun’s smile was harsh Read more…

By Germane, ago
Poem

WHY NIGHTS?

Why Nights? The children are playing under the Odan tree, Jumping round the tree in songs and tales. Highed by Amala and Ewedu just taken, They perform several acrobatics under the guard of the Moon. Read more…

By Germane, ago