Three Poems|Peniel Gifted

I HAD ONCE

I had once loved life

For its zippy smiles

Racing like cool igloos

To my quacking fry.

 

I had once sat

Under the dismal roofs

Of soaring trees,

Here and there, looking.

 

I had once crammed

Particles with fickles

In the greyish table

Of brownish felt.

 

Of course, I had once

But now, I reside in

Beams of black and white

Shaping life from the

Reminiscence of my little fry.

 

 

I AM NOT DEAD

I am not dead

But I live in the eclipse

of whispering drops of salt.

 

I am not dead

But my hands dang

In coals of fresh palm oil

Plopping from the blues.

 

I am not dead

But my aisle is a skein

Where baby jellies

Are cloyed as whales.

 

HAPPINESS IN ME

This joy that breathes

Through the season is a floret

Of lurching husk and fovillas

That brighten in royal robes.

 

Past, the minutes of limbo’s strive

Gone, the king Lear of all time

Ringing, the heavens of a rainbow sky

Cheering, my soul speckles mild.

 

Photo by Leighann Blackwood on Unsplash

BIO

Peniel Gifted is a young Nigerian poet and writer. She has great enthusiasm for reading, writing and learning and also an adroit lover of nature and God’s word.

 

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