Hush! I hear the most beautiful music
From Earth, but akin to Heavenly praise
And wish this instant would last umpteen days
To cradle me in the notes nurtured by these muses.
The violin flows like velvet before my eyes
In gentle steps and dainty body wind;
Such motions as wrapt David’s mind
When moonlight lit a fire in his lustful iris.
The piano says such sweetness softly
In strong but measured wisdom bundles
To guard, advise, and love and cuddle
With honey melting within me like toffee.
The drums are loud in rhythm with mine,
Saying passion in metronomed kicks and snares.
With mine, the orchestra’s beyond the spheres
As both beats intertwine to weave these sweet lines.
Hush! pause this instant as I hold my love.
Pause only, let me hold my love forevermore.
(c) Nyonglema
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I miss the days when each rock was a boulder,
When peeling off the skin of a cheese triangle
Decorated with a smiling cow was such a wonder.
I miss running up trees and around the concrete jungle
Aimlessly full of hope, happy to be life’s soldier,
Fighting for dad’s cause, adhering to mum’s angle.
I miss bewilderment at technical prowess in elementary solder
As the capacitors sprung back to life in that CRT National.
The world’s years are now heavy on mine and life’s such a ramble
At this stage where I can feel it all on my shoulder.
(c) Nyonglema
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I’m dreaming of a melody
Pulling me from sleep’s safe haven.
“Ding ding la-la ding” it sings
And my eyes seek the screen to swipe-to-snooze
But then the phone rings:
“Your lift is here sir”
What??4am already????
Quick, throw my underwear off,
Rush, pee, Brush
Turn the shower knob to wash
It’s cold! It’s hot! Too cold, not quite hot. Ok
Gel on the face cloth
Scrub, scrub, counting seconds in my head.
Rush, rush. Lotion. Deodorant.
Throw on my gear in haphazard layers.
No belt, won’t do my laces.
Rush, rush: I just can’t miss this flight home!
(c) Nyonglema
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Words from today to stir a new tomorrow from yesterday
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