Godwin Inyang's Blog, page 27
April 26, 2018
Fame Is Wealth #1
CHAPTER ONE
It had been stifling all day
as the rain which had started falling had paused again for nearly a week and
though pushing towards the month of May, the weather had been intensely hot as
if it was the heart of dry season that leaves freshly appearing on plants are
wilting.
The
wind suddenly is blowing strong and there are rumbles and thunder approaching.
The sound of the traffic
It had been stifling all day
as the rain which had started falling had paused again for nearly a week and
though pushing towards the month of May, the weather had been intensely hot as
if it was the heart of dry season that leaves freshly appearing on plants are
wilting.
The
wind suddenly is blowing strong and there are rumbles and thunder approaching.
The sound of the traffic
August 22, 2017
You're One Contest, Baby, I Just Can't Lose
You’re one contest, baby, I just can’t lose –
I’m set to wring ideas from the muse;
Borrow from poetry bag images to use
To create a piece the judges can’t refuse.
Colourful piece indeed I’ve got to create:
Such that would fade the golden sunset
And make the rainbow more colours to seek
As the peacock can’t help but look meek.
You’re one contest, baby, I just can’t lose –
I’m
I’m set to wring ideas from the muse;
Borrow from poetry bag images to use
To create a piece the judges can’t refuse.
Colourful piece indeed I’ve got to create:
Such that would fade the golden sunset
And make the rainbow more colours to seek
As the peacock can’t help but look meek.
You’re one contest, baby, I just can’t lose –
I’m
July 9, 2017
Beauty Unsung
Africa,
beauty unmatched!
Raven-haired,
Eyes like sapphire.
Glinting teeth
Like diamonds.
Lips studded
With rubies.
Breasts and backside
Like bunches
Of grapes
Gently tossed
By the wind.
Limbs like
Sculpted gold.
Attire of
Evergreen hue.
Clean and fresh
Like a pristine stream.
Africa,
Envy of maidens ...
... but raped
And plundered
By father,
Uncles, friends
beauty unmatched!
Raven-haired,
Eyes like sapphire.
Glinting teeth
Like diamonds.
Lips studded
With rubies.
Breasts and backside
Like bunches
Of grapes
Gently tossed
By the wind.
Limbs like
Sculpted gold.
Attire of
Evergreen hue.
Clean and fresh
Like a pristine stream.
Africa,
Envy of maidens ...
... but raped
And plundered
By father,
Uncles, friends
January 29, 2017
Remembering Mrs Peter, My Teacher (A Memoir)
It’s recently I got to know Mma Efa was a no-nonsense senior policewoman whom drivers in the South-east dreaded because of the ‘discipline’ she meted out to recalcitrant drivers. They tagged her a ‘witch’. Of course, that’s understandable because back then in the late 1970’s when the policewoman sent shivers down the spines of men, it was inconceivable for women to be considered equal to men.
