– Spilling everyday experiences with words –
Posted on June 27, 2020 by Ugo Nkwoala
His first coronation…..was loud and boisterous,faraway folks dancedin joyous rhythmin celebratory backslapping. Emotions were infectious,‘twas a new dawn for Change.Lost in momentary covetousnessmany suspended their reasoning. Some trekked long distancesin jubilee of a new King’s ascent.The trekkers are still on the move,I suppose. Many… Continue Reading “His first coronation…..”
Posted on October 7, 2019 by Ugo Nkwoala
Yeah, I remember ‘19a year of NEXT LEVEL CHANGEthe economy in recessionworkers n’ management at a crossroad –mass-sack, unannounced pay cuts,hunger n’ despair in the family n’ land –Poverty capital of the world.Fear about suicide bombersin the mosque, churches n’ marketplace.Government considering land grabsready… Continue Reading “‘19”
Hearts, like doors, will ope with easeTo very, very little keys,And don’t forget that two of theseAre “I thank you” and “If you please.” Come when you’re called,Do what you’re bid,Close the door after you,Never be chid. Seldom “can’t,”Seldom “don’t;”Never “shan’t,”Never “won’t.” © Anonymous | Spilledwords | 2021
Give me a pen and paper;leave me the restand words will spill outwithout pre-plan andimprint themselves on a page or two. Give me air and space;watch those words spring upbreathing with lifestories learned, dreams fulfilledplaces traveled, experiences earned. Give me strength and courage;release me from fear of the unknown andthe half-heartedness to send these words […]
Good God! I’m like an undone homeworkSubmitted to a tutor by an anxious pupilWho over the weekend had triedYet failed to make headway.Teacher– would you spank me?Mock, flatter, or encourage your pupil?Solve me for me, oh Lord.Or teach me how to do me betterThat the pass mark I may not miss. © Ndidi Ugo- Nkwoala […]
Is there anything sweeter than these hours of love,when we’re together, and my heart races?For what is better than embracing and fondlingwhen you visit me, and we surrender to delights? If you reach to caress my thigh,I will offer you my breast also —it’s soft; it won’t jab you or thrust you away! Will you […]
I walked through a county courthouse squareOn a park bench an old man was sitting thereI said, your old courthouse is kinda run downHe said, naw, it’ll do for our little townI said, your old flagpole has leaned a little bitAnd that’s a ragged old flag you got hanging on it He said, have a […]