24 Wednesday May 2017
Posted in African Women Writers, Carpe Diem, Challenges, Micropoetry, Poetry, Tan Renga
Tags
Adjei Agyei Baah, Africa, Afriku, Ancient Roads, culture, Nature, tradition
Done for Carpe Diem.
We are to complete the following haiku by Adjei Agyei Baah, with our own two lines of 7-7 syllables each.
© Adjei Agyei-Baah
ancient road
the trails of the masters
absorbed in fallen leaves
Mine
I tread ever so cautious
the souls not to resurrect
Tan Renga
ancient road
the trails of the masters
absorbed in fallen leaves
I tread ever so cautious
the souls not to resurrect
07 Friday Apr 2017
Posted in African Women Writers, Afriku, Challenges, Haiku, Haiku My Heart, Micropoetry, Poetry
Done for Recuerda Mi Corazon
Shadow Egret
scorching sun
my shadow is too small
for the egret
(Failed Haiku, a Journal of English Senryu – March 2017)
© Celestine Nudanu 07/04/17Links for Haiku Rhapsodies:
23 Thursday Feb 2017
Posted in Afriku, Challenges, Haiku, Micropoetry, Poetry
The photo is by kind permission from Gilly. She pulled me out today. 🙂 🙂
Bird Technology
in the marshes
a weaver’s apartment
bird technology
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 23/02/17Links for Haiku Rhapsodies:
19 Thursday Jan 2017
Posted in Afriku, Ghana Association of Writers, Haiku, Micropoetry, Poetry, Publication
Tags
Adjei Agyei Baah, Africa, Afriku, Ghana, Haiku, Red Moon Press
Review
Happy New Year to you all my lovely friends. I pray this year brings us all much joy and achievement. I am on leave but I shall be blogging every now and then.
Today, I’m posting well, a sort of review of AFRIKU, HAIKU AND SENRYU FROM GHANA. by Adjei Agyei Baah, a fellow Ghanaian and one of the first to write haiku, (long before me) in Ghana. He is the first to coin the term Afriku; haiku written to denote the peculiar culture and imagery of Africa.
Adjei’s is able to capture the depth and wealth of African sounds, sights, images and smells in simple and yet rich language. The added beauty of this debut jewel of a haiku and senryu collection is the translations from English into the local vernacular, Akan. 
How excited l was yesterday as l delved into the book and feasted my eyes and senses.
Simply check these out:
morning dew
perhaps heaven weeps
for mankind.
How very apt. How so profound.
distant cry
the heart fall
of a mother
My heart did a flip when l read this. Motherhood, the joys and pain.
just a moment –
distant lightening connects
sky and earth.
The sheer brilliance, the beauty of such a phenomenon as l imagined it.
About the Author
Adjei Agyei-Baah is a founding partner of Poetry Foundation Ghana, a teacher, and lecturer for Serwaa Nyarko Girls Senior High School, Kumasi and Institute of Continuing and Distance Education, University of Ghana respectively. He is also the co-editor of Poetry Ink Journal, a yearly poetry anthology in Ghana. He is widely anthologized both home and abroad and among his outstanding works are the praise songs “Ashanti” and “Ghost on Guard” written for the King of Ashanti and the late Dr. Kwame Nkrumah of Ghana respectively.
Adjei is a devotee of the Japanese poetry form haiku and has written and published in e-zines and international journals such as Frogpond, World Haiku Review, The Heron’s Nest, Shamrock etc. and is one of the top winners of 3rd Japan–Russia Haiku Contest 2014, organized by Akita International University, Japan, making him the ultimate recipient of the Akita Chamber of Commerce and Industry President Award.
Adjei is a co-founder of Africa Haiku Network, and co-launched ‘The Mamba’, Africa’s first international haiku journal.
29 Tuesday Nov 2016
Posted in African Women Writers, Afriku, Challenges, Haiku, Micropoetry, Poetry
Done for Haiku Horizons
Celebrate
rising and falling
dry leaves
in harmattan
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 29/11/16Links for Haiku Rhapsodies:
17 Friday Jun 2016
Posted in Afriku, Challenges, Haiku, Haiku My Heart, Poetry, Publication
Tags
Done for Haiku My Heart.
Migration
savannah skies
sudden surge in tree hopping
migrating bats
(Shiki Monthly Kukai April 2016)
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 17/06/1623 Monday May 2016
Posted in Afriku, Challenges, Haiku, Poetry
Done for Haiku Horizon
Rest
riverside
a traveler rests
in the ripples
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 23/05/16
18 Friday Dec 2015
Posted in Afriku, Carpe Diem, Challenges, Haiku, Poetry, Tan Renga
Done for for Carpe Diem and for Haiku My Heart.
This may be my last post for the year as I will be breaking for a while to sort out my WIP. But I shall be back! 🙂 Merry Christmas to all my lovely friends out there. Wishing you much joy, love and the peace that is Christ our Saviour. God bless you all. 🙂
Fresh Snow
illusion
fluffy flakes falling
in backyard
manna from heaven
melts in a mirage
2
first snow
melting the coldness
in our hearts
14 Monday Dec 2015
Posted in Afriku, Challenges, Haiku, Poetry, Romance
11 Friday Dec 2015
Posted in Afriku, Carpe Diem, Challenges, Choka, Haiku, Poetry
Tags
Africa, Christian charity, Christmas, Family, Giving, injustice, MP, Politics, Poverty, relationship, wealth
Done for for Carpe Diem, (Georgia’s Special 2nd Days of Christmas – Choka) and for Haiku My Heart.
Days of Christmas
5-7 5-7 5-7 5-7-7
image of my child
salivates at nothingness
this drives me crazy
to put more energy in
fanning the fire
that will cook only water
to bathe off the grime
from scavenging on the heap
behind the MP’s mansion
it is Christmas eve
I can hear the chiming bells
Armageddon Church
last year the priest fed the kids
and winked at my girl
It is a no go this year
church charity stinks
but dare I reserve some pride
charity has lots of face
3
the Harmattan breeze
biting, burned and cracked my skin
charcoal a fiery red
The water now at a boil
waiting for the kids
to return to nothingness
now, what will they bring?
Freshly baked cakes, brown as earth,
bottles of coca-cola
with no expiry date or
stale crackers from yesteryear
moldy leg of a chicken
dry as the hag I’ve become?
Or my brand of emptiness?
4
Mama! There she is
dark skin glowing, defying
the harsh Harmattan
mockery of perfect skins.
her teeth flashed in smile
I swear the gleam in her eyes
made the Christmas lights
in the MP’s mansion pale.
now, she is me all over
(envoy or tanka)
she raise tiny hands
then I see the envelope!
ah, Harmattan breeze
her long tresses billowing
my husband’s gift waves at me
