Every creak of the door
and stamp on the floor
raises my eyebrows
and opens my windows.
If I had one last wish
and my heart one more beat,
you’d be the air I’d wish
and be the cause of the beat.
The Bulb we lit
shines bright in my head,
with every of your smile,
every of your wide smile.
If ever I lose my memories
and the thoughts of you
wither like the field lilies,
This Bulb will remind me of you.
This poem was published in the 13th Issue of PoeticAfrica magazine.
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Half Day Love – David Jomo (Kenya)
Visages of the Soul – Mowete Ebenezer (Nigeria)
Masks – Khadija Abubakar (Nigeria)
Phases; Mirrors – George Ochekwu (Nigeria)
Sun Past – Chekete Christasia (Malawi)
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The personae reminisce over their lost love with an emphasis on their smile. Good choice of words, good style!