ERRATIC APRIL

Nature blowing hot and cold
Playing hide and seek with the Spring
Human hearts timid and bold
Minds and bodies young and old
Looking for a firm weather to hold,
Not a cold snap, or a hot flash, or a fling.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

WISH

The sun-blessed countryside
Green and blue far and wide
Wish you were by my side
Love is life’s most beautiful ride
When it died, I cried.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

FOREST WALK

A stroll through the curious trees
Respectfully quiet to put you at ease
What you hear is the noonday breeze
Tell us your thoughts, human, if you please.

But you hear neither the watching trees
Nor the quietly questioning noonday breeze
All you know - correct me, if you please -
Is that in your heart you simply feel at ease.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river

DUSKY

The wooded streets
heavy laden with evening tears
The dusk is wet with wanting
well within her weathered years
where everything longing meets
maturity already wears
with a battered beauty so haunting
for the bruises it softly bears.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

Poems from the inner river

EAGLE AT HEART

Landing in Barcelona

Sun-burnished
The sea slit
The morning lit up
Furnished my wit
The varnished mirror beneath me crawls
And over-yonder my sun it calls
Back tarnished memory bit by bit.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

CLOUDRUSH

Cloudy alps
A river of clouds
rushed through a corridor of mountains proud -
If a giant had stood there, no doubt
he has just poured
his feelings outwards, towards
some distant gourd that holds
some distant fjord.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

PLANE OVER CLOUD VALLEYS

Overflying the alps

Clouds nestling between the
dark craggy mountains,
sitting in the valleys like velvet cushions –
Silent solemn sentinels rising upwards,
peaks to greet these metal intrusions –
I wonder if they think we are just fleeting illusions.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

THE INVISIBLE CLOUDFOLK

Always this feeling
When I‘m sitting on the clouds
Like a horseman ranging afield:
There must be someone
There must be some people
There must be some folk
Living up here in the clouds
Loving the sun
Loving the moon
Loving the stars.
We just don‘t see them
Anymore.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije

LIFE GOES ON

The departed are not dead
They do not rest in peace
If they rest, they have no peace
If they have peace, they‘re not at rest.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
#poemsthatmakeyouthink

ROCK STARS

Did the sun give birth to the earth?
And the earth to the moon?
Is the moon childless?
What are we doing here
On this strange rock
In the middle of billions and billions
Of other strange rocks?

Che Chidi Chukwumerije