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Ode To A Dancing Pen
Ode To A Dancing Pen
Ode To A Dancing Pen
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Ode To A Dancing Pen

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Ode To A Dancing Pen is a collection of different poems inspired by different emotions, situations and happenstances; love, being chief. I love love and all its twists. It is my essence.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateSep 3, 2018
ISBN9780463160824
Ode To A Dancing Pen
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Brenda Eziafakaego Nwafor

Brenda Eziafakaego NWAFOR loves and writes poetry. She is a member and the secretary of the Association of Nigerian Authors, Lagos Chapter.She loves to make bags and accessories with African fabrics. She hopes you love poetry more than you have ever loved it.

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    Ode To A Dancing Pen - Brenda Eziafakaego Nwafor

    ONE: BEGINNINGS AND ENDINGS

    Here again

    I get to the finish line

    The end which gradually will fade

    Fade into a new beginning

    A beginning with new hopes and aspirations

    Which with time

    Will diffuse into another end

    My life

    A cycle of endings and beginnings

    TWO: THE PREACHER

    No ear listens to my talk

    No heart tries to understand

    No brain to assimilate

    No conscience to weigh options

    From reason everyone takes a walk

    Patience and love becomes but a strand

    Ego and pride comes to mediate

    Strife gains several promotions

    I am an ancient preacher

    I preach the old sermon

    Of love and tolerance

    Of empathy and humility

    I am but a teacher

    I call all elements to summon

    I engage perseverance

    I plead objectivity

    I restate the old interrogation

    Can several succeed except they agree?

    THREE: HOUSEWIFE’S RANT

    Go, go and cool your heat

    In the Atlantic Ocean

    Get fresh air on the Kilimanjaro

    Get warmth down the valley

    Bask in your insatiable aura

    Go, go and grill your sausage

    In the oven

    Grab the papaya

    Smack the rear

    Stroke the edges

    Go, go and return

    Stagger back in your chauvinism

    Bath me in the shower of your insult

    Point to me with your left hand

    You will meet me at home

    Fly with Wendy to Dubai

    Run with Mandy to Paris

    With Shakirat, go to Katangua

    Enjoy your conference in Linda’s wrap

    Sow your wild oats

    I am the one at home

    I tend your wounds

    I am the one people know

    The one who suckled you and Junior

    The one who has your life in her hands

    Be macho

    Stand like the tip

    Of a didi elegbe kan weave

    Cold water will calm you

    Your name is Balogun

    You beat your chest

    Like King

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