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Mangoes
taste of heaven
for the homeless child
ripened mangoes
Celestine Nudanu – 26/06/2020
26 Friday Jun 2020
Posted African Women Writers, Afriku, Challenges, Haiku, Haiku My Heart, Micropoetry, Nature, Poerty, Poetry, Poverty
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Mangoes
taste of heaven
for the homeless child
ripened mangoes
Celestine Nudanu – 26/06/2020
23 Tuesday Jan 2018
Posted African Women Writers, Afriku, Carpe Diem, Challenges, Haiku, Micropoetry, Poetry
inDone for Carpe Diem. The challenge is to write a troiku based on the haiku below by my very self 🙂
empty calabash
reflecting the fading sun
a beggar sits in gloom
© Celestine Nudanu
Troiku
empty calabash
reflecting the fading sun
a beggar sits in gloom
empty calabash
no sweetness
in the beggar’s life
reflecting the fading sun
the penny
in his calabash
a beggar sits in gloom
watching the pennies go by
fading sun
Links for Haiku Rhapsodies:
02 Friday Jun 2017
Posted African Women Writers, Challenges, Haiku, Haiku My Heart, Micropoetry, Poetry
inDone for Recuerda Mi Corazon
Wet
morning rain
beneath my bedroom window
a wet school child
Brass Bell, A Haiku Journal, May 2017
© Celestine Nudanu 02/06/17Links for Haiku Rhapsodies:
20 Tuesday Dec 2016
Posted African Women Writers, Afriku, Challenges, Haiku, Micropoetry, Poetry
inDone for Haiku Horizons
Trail
whiff of hope
trails the homeless boy
Christmas pudding
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 20/12/16Links for Haiku Rhapsodies:
11 Friday Dec 2015
Posted Afriku, Carpe Diem, Challenges, Choka, Haiku, Poetry
inTags
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
26 Friday Jun 2015
Posted Carpe Diem, Challenges, Haiku, Haiku My Heart, Poetry
inTags
Africa, canoe, fish, lagoon, livelihood, Motherhood, Nature, Poverty
Done for Carpe Diem. And also for Recuerda Mi Corazon.
unsold fish
a mother’s reflection
darkens the lagoon
2
gurgles
listing canoe
drinking up the lagoon
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 26/06/15 I appreciate your patience with me as I catch up on your blogs. Thanks a million! Shalom13 Wednesday May 2015
Posted Carpe Diem, Challenges, Haiku, Poetry
inDone for Carpe Diem.
Melons
sundown
a mother gathers
her unsold melons
2
counting melons
at sundown
rumbling stomach
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 13/05/15 I appreciate your patience with me as I catch up on your blogs. Thanks a million! Shalom
24 Wednesday Dec 2014
Posted Carpe Diem, Challenges, Haiku, Poetry
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Done for Carpe Diem. As we celebrate the Season may we spare a thought for the homeless and hungry kids!:-) Wishing all my lovely blogger friends a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year. 🙂
Christmas Tree
behind Christmas tree
hungry eyes peep for a bite
silent bells at home
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu (24/12/14)I appreciate your patience with me as I catch up on your blogs. Thanks a million! Shalom.
11 Wednesday Dec 2013
Cold Hearth
dry
leaves
tumble
in great thuds
of dreaded whispers
and alien chiming bells
but see, that hollow-eyed child hears only discordance
and the gaseous emissions of hunger born in the bowels of a hearth long gone cold
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 11/12/13I appreciate your patience with me as I catch up on your blogs. Thanks a million! Shalom
18 Monday Nov 2013
Posted Challenges, Haiku, Poetry
inDone for Haiku Heights
Blood
our red eyes
Squeezing blood from stone
hungry kids
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 18/11/13I appreciate your patience with me as I catch up on your blogs. Thanks a million! Shalom