Living is loving and learning
By
Noel Ihebuzor
Living is loving, is leaving and
is learnng
from our falls
from our risks,
full of leaks,
from our hopes
which the snarer
the abuser, uses
as dope
to rope us in,
unwitting accomplices
to confuse,
to reduce, misuse
and abuse us
Soon we learn
from our pain,
our enduring gain
Hurt, wiser
we pray,
we strain
to live and love
and not fall or fail
or be fooled again
we step out
to live and love
fresh protective foliages
wrapped around our tender parts
screen protectors
for our fragile feelings,
from smashing
from fleecing
in the maddening den
where to live is to love
to love is to hope
and to hope is to risk
and risk is either
win or lose, even though
sometimes the choices
are between
empty, half full and full
between fleeing,
flying,
floating
and falling
or all
or none
of the above
Measuring a smile
By
Noel Ihebuzor
How do you measure a smile?
Some would say weight,
But wait, what scales measure
lines on a face?
Some would say length
a smile a mile short would
mean more than one a metre long – let emojis tell us then,
but these speak not!
Nay, no!
A smile is the stretch of lips,
the curve of the mouth,
the sparkle of the eyes,
where the head
unveils the mind
and the heart
as both reveal
the unfurling rainbow
the springs of joy
dancing happily within us
Scales cannot, do not
capture nor measure
the colours, the contours
the rhythms, the genuine joys
that release the warming
scented sprays of a smile…..
Not all that makes life
Beautiful can be measured
0810 hours, Ashbury, Manchester
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Scribbles on Inclusion and exclusion
By
Noel Ihebuzor
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Spring Song
by
Noel Ihebuzor
as with the season,
so, with the poet,
seasons come
and seasons go
seasons that freeze
seasons that free,
seasons that foul,
season that flower
seasons for sowing
seasons for sewing
seasons for saving
seasons for singing
The season of singing
Voices springing
Moon winking,
Grasshoppers jumping
Kids bleating
Blades rustling
in the gay glades with
crickets chirping
the sun smiling, greeting
the happy season
which sings its coming
listen now as
songs well from within
they spring forth
at the first ring of spring
as poet, pen and
keyboard warm
to the rhythm and reason
of the season of renewal
to sing songs
that unfurl like a corolla
awakening, unfolding and stirring
drowning unhappy pasts
in their awakening and renewing
melodies
New meanings of political sophistication
by Noel Ihebuzor
Recent events in Nigeria are increasingly making me to believe that our politicians are now beginning, by their acts and omissions, to broaden the meaning of the term “political sophistication” to mean any or all of the following –
- the ability to hold/live divergent political loyalties at the same time with no visible show of cognitive dissonance.
- the effecting of political somersaults and display of inconsistencies not accompanied by any sense of remorse or shame.
- the ability to step-down considerations and respect for your political icon for immediate short-term gains!
- the ability to be consistently inconsistent and undependable!
- the death of morality, honor, principles and decency in dealings on all matters political
we all are all the poorer because of these unfortunate semantic shifts and extensions because they signify fundamental erosions of values and a society is a robust as its values..
102%….why we must return him for a second term, 102%
1:26am | Boomie Bol
1:26am | Boomie Bol
— Read on boomiebol.wordpress.com/2018/09/02/126am/
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