Secret Code


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Done for for Carpe Diem,  Gilly. and for Haiku My Heart. I wish all my lovely blogger friends  a Happy Thanksgiving!   :-)   :-) Continue reading



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Done for Carpe Diem. And for Haiku My Heart.

Credits: Altai Mountains

all that blue

washing over me

on the Altai


from the Altai

breathing in the skies

and…His presence

Copyright © Celestine Nudanu

Carpe Diem: Breathing Moon


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Done for Carpe Diem. As Is Above; As Below

Breathing Moon

crescent moon

breathing in the lake

mirrors the night

Copyright © Celestine Nudanu

Raindrops On Bamboo


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Done for for Carpe Diem  and for Haiku My Heart. Completing Chèvrefeuille’s haiku below with my two lines of 7 syllables each.

Raindrops on Bamboo

raindrops on bamboo

shimmer in the sunlight

little diamonds


how the memory lingers

the night of your proposal

Copyright © Celestine Nudanu

Carpe Diem: Yugen


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Done for for Carpe Diem. Yugen – Mystery or Unknowable Depth. And for Gilly


unknown stories

still lingering in the scars

of yesteryear


Copyright © Celestine Nudanu

Carpe Diem: Maple Leaf


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Done for for Carpe Diem. Written in the same tone, mood and spirit as Ese’s below.

a maple leaf

I search for life line

in my palm

© Ese

Maple Leaf

maple tree

 falling seeds budding

in my palm


maple leaf

inhaling the scent of


Maple Leaf

Copyright © Celestine Nudanu

Dawn Cocktail


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With Ricky’s Permission

Dawn Cocktail

Rising early on a night without lights is like waking up in a factory.
Generators at full throttle
Coughing out fumes
And spoiling the ancient calm of dawn
The dawn of prayer
The dawn of plans
The dawn of quiet meditation
The dawn of cock crows.

In its place you have bleary eyed dizzy cocks crowing themselves hoarse
In bed you lay unsure how many “Hail Marys” you have said
The din drowning out your brain
Alas you give up and recite the “Glory be to the Father”.

Still laying, you plan , in futility, your day, so you give up
Moving about your home is a test in navigation and recollection.
Amnesia of old comes back with a vengeance
Then as if on cue a united blast of cock crows.Still no competition for the puttering generators.

Next, a chorus of baby protestations from across the estate and with that the vexed murmurings of mothers snatched from spasms of morning sleep.
Barking instructions to the young
Dragging them half awake
Checking the results of their lackluster dental hygiene exercise
Frustrated by crumpled uniforms, missing shoe laces,evasive combs and uncooperative bag zippers.

The madness of the urban morning!

Copyright © Kasise Ricky Peprah



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