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mardi 1 mars 2011

A CHEER FOR PISCES AND TAURUS

For Caroline

By Tikum Mbah Azonga


Make a path and let others follow
Don`t just stand back and look askance
After all weren`t it for this film launch where angels lie fallow
Why would anyonwe go into a trance?

Life isn`t only Shakespeare`s sonnets all so hollow
No, it`s also an arena full of surprises and a firm stance
A platform where Taurean and Piscean of age frolick and wallow
Melting into each other and hustling and jostling at the entrance.

Copyright 2011

jeudi 6 janvier 2011

THE PASTOR`S GIRL

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

She spoke the unspeakable
And got away with it
Just because
The pastor admired her voice.
That was it.

Copyright 2011

mardi 16 février 2010

HEART OF THE MATTER


(By Tikum Mbah Azonga)


This is no cluster
It`s only a plaster
Or if you like, a platter
Ferried quickly by the Fon`s potter.

Men don`t lose their way
Because they know what next to say
But those called Gray
Are the ones whose wings must be clipped daily.

Copyright 2010

mercredi 13 janvier 2010

MY APOSTLE`S CREED

(For Yvonne)

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

I like petting
What I hate is penciling
As a crab I know what security means
That’s why I don’t live beyond my means.

copyright 2010

OFF WITH A BANG

(For Princess Diana)

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

I’m already on my way
Gliding, sliding, floating and surfing
It doesn’t matter one bit
If the lilies are hibernating
No, what matters, at least to me
Is the manner princess
So lowly, so chaste, so purely
Learn their daily bible verses.

copyright 2010

QUINTA`S GUIDED MISSILE

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

My name is Quinta
But I’m not bitter
I’m all lights and roses
Some call me electrical
But I’m no short circuit
I’m only a monocotyledonous petal
Looking for the right street.

Although you may think me a pitcher
I must say rose periwinkles are better
Just in case the door closes
But rest assured I won`t be hysterical
I just know I’m cute
I care little for precious metal
And to boost, I’m ever so discreet.

copyright 2010

MY FLYING SAUCER

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

I’m not an air freshener
So don’t take me for one
You can call me a fly whisk
Or the steward’s serving spoon
But certainly not an air freshener.

I accept I’m a commoner
And that I’m as slim as the figure, One
But when it comes to business, I’m brisk
I can also turn into the monsoon
And kick around at will, the Lord Mayor’s beer opener.

copyright 2010