Tribute Poems
And Then There Were None (For Agatha Christie)
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
I’ve only desired to light old lamps with young wicks
(the tongues of flame must be blinking hard with vigilance)
Across dark, mildewed alcoves that smell of ink —her writing ink —
But one thing led to the other, and the ink I
Found froze in my eyes, the bottle instantly petrified among desert ruins.
I searched, from my village to Nantucket, borrowing
The courage of voyaging storms, seeking earnestly her quill feather,
Just to caress her pretty face with it.
But the power of distance arrested me midway and warned me
Of the dangers of costly adventures.
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The Last Poem
by Kamal Nasser
Beloved, if perchance word of my death reaches you
As, alone, you fondle my only child
Eagerly awaiting my return,
Shed no tears in sorrow for me
For in my homeland
Life is degradation and wounds
And in my eyes the call of danger rings.
Beloved, if word of my death reaches you
And the lovers cry out:
The loyal one has departed, his visage gone forever,
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أبو دجانة - Poem
by مارون عبود
وأبـو دجـانةَ فـي حسامِ محمدٍ
يـختالُ كـالجنّي فـي الـميدان
بـطلُ الجلادِ إذا تعصّبَ وانتمى
فـالفجُّ أيـنعَ والقطوفُ دواني
أخـذَ الـحسامَ مـن النّبي بحقِهِ
فـلواهُ فـوقَ مـناكبِ الأقرانِ
كـم شكَّ مدرعاً وجندلَ فارساً
وهـوى عـلى مـتجبرٍ طعّان
حُـمَّ القضاءُ فكان ترساً من دمٍ
دونَ الـنّبي وأسـهمِ الـعُدوان
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Esther Ngozi Ogbonna
by Joseph Ogbonna
It was indeed an odyssey of excruciating
pain, reluctantly embarked upon
that led to an abrupt farewell
that got you ferried in splendour
by His majesty's service 'HMS Life Eternal'
by your guardian angels maneuvered
on her maiden voyage.
Congratulations for your newfound bliss and
world of non-existent tears.
You have meritoriously earned the Saviour's
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To The Caliph Haroun Al-Rashid
by Ibrahim ibn Adham
Religion's gems can ne'er adorn
The flimsy robe by pleasure worn;
Its feeble texture soon would tear,
And give those jewels to the air.
Thrice happy they who seek th' abode
Of peace and pleasure in their God!
Who spurn the world, its joys despise,
And grasp at bliss beyond the skies.
And Then There Were None (For Agatha Christie)
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
I’ve only desired to light old lamps with young wicks
(the tongues of flame must be blinking hard with vigilance)
Across dark, mildewed alcoves that smell of ink —her writing ink —
But one thing led to the other, and the ink I
Found froze in my eyes, the bottle instantly petrified among desert ruins.
I searched, from my village to Nantucket, borrowing
The courage of voyaging storms, seeking earnestly her quill feather,
Just to caress her pretty face with it.
But the power of distance arrested me midway and warned me
Of the dangers of costly adventures.
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Dreamer (A Tribute to Ozzy Osbourne)
by Mario Odekerken
Eyes half-closed,you saw more
than the waking ever dared.
Smoke curled around your shadow
while the world called you mad.
But you were only dreaming-
of peace,of quiet skies,
of a place where the noise would fade
and the soul could breathe.
You stood where angels feared to linger,
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Laughter (For Lucille Ball)
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Laughter creased my face
With the wideness of joy in a darling
Hallooing loudly, Hawaii!
Making me younger with weakly wrinkles,
It warmed my heart with a flaming ring of mirth.
And I liked it.
I watched the waves as they rose and fell,
Like the big flattered locks of a comely
Landlady combing her tresses on a windy, snoopy
Sunday morning.
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Brainiac
by Kevin Schroeder
BRAINIAC
In the pulse of noise, where chaos reigns,
Brainiac blurs the lines, defies the chains.
With rhythms that twist and melodies wild,
They craft a sound, electric and styled.
From Dayton’s heart, they carved their way,
A fusion of art, where shadows play.
In every note, a spark of the strange,
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David
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Michelangelo’s David . . .
Hmm!
I call it, reverently,
The Colossus of Florence.
It never tires of standing
Proudly, unshod and unashamed,
Like a discus-throwing naked prince of Greece,
Olympian and sturdy,
A true Adonis,
Showing off his small, gentle, rested penis
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