Friday, 7 December 2018

Spontaneous Creativity: The unedited Poetic Stylings of Miz, Nathaniel, Opumie & Eye Kay.



More often than not, social media is used as a platform to engage the senses of users to achieve varied goals, some of which are often entertainment without an intention to impulsive creativity.  I am often this way. So yesterday, I posted a photo on my Whatsapp status with an idea to call for a poetry tag-team to create a poem (
a poetry duet, more like it!) for fun. 

The only rule was this; write lines from a theme suggestive of the image attached. Three people volunteered to spare a minute. 

Soonest Iheanyi Nathaniel, EC Opumie, and Eye Kay N chose themes ranging from love, loneliness, and pain. 
The results where genius and beautiful, and unedited!

                                                                     (1)


 A limbic duet
By
Miz Conquer
Soonest I. Nathaniel



Miz
In the dead of night I lay awake in the musk of a guilt thrusted on me by body counts, of uneven numbers, and hopes buried in limbo.



SIN
Fibonnaci holds the secret, but how do I say it's you I crave, how do I pray to the God of prime numbers? So I cling to the square roots of memories, love is an equation, there is an ecstasy yet to be proved.



Miz
You are my ecstasy,  my Eve moment of choice between the apple and snake. You are my knowledge and my woe. My already had and my known.



SIN
Between two positions, love, please let me relight the candles and circle the grave where we have buried lust with chalk. Let us eat again of that fruit of knowledge and woe, let us raise a temple at the spot of refuge where we hid, our maker will not ask why we have come naked. I come again to your garden alone, defying limits, outsmarting Newton; between promise and fact, pleases etch again your name as a sacred word at the tip of my tongue.


(2)



 Journey to the sea of rebirth and light

A poem by
Ec Opumie,
Miz Conquer


Miz
I think of you, lover. Keeper of my lost days and maybe- things. I lay in a sea of cotton softness mimicking the sight and smell of you.
Ec
2. Every night I pray our simple love last forever.
Miz
3. Forever, for that is what loving you feels like. You are my now and eternity. My present and future and infinity
Ec
4. Thoughts of you surround me. You are the beating of my heart.
The love you give defines me. My life is no longer dark.
Miz
5. Ah! Come to me my love. Let us lay in this sea of white that is us. This purity that joins our rebirth and light
Ec
6. Your cuteness knows no bounds, your beauty has no limit, you are the only woman in the world, to which I will commit. 
I look at you and gasp in awe, wondering how you are mine and I am yours, you take my breath away my sweetheart, for you,
I will walk the line.
Ec
l love the way you nag and glare. It makes me know how much you care
I love the way you walk, just like a man. Not really sexy but it sure is fun.

I love you just the way you are. No pretention even from afar. I love you because you love me too
Just like the way I do.


(3)  

The Sea of Loneliness

A poem by
Miz Conquer
Eye Kay N.

Miz
I lay here in a sea of Cotton creases, like waves through skin, palms forming motions , reaching for a nothing that once was everything

Eye kay
This bed is much too big for one, and the spaces between my fingers are right where yours used to fit.

Miz
I lay here in want, a million thoughts foraging for memory of you.

Eye Kay
They say the worst thing in hell is the knowledge that you missed heaven, so the worst part of being alone is missing you

Miz
But who needs a heaven when anywhere with you bests the best of heavens and hells my love? My furnace is when you are not here with me. My furnace is when are with me as well

Eye Kay
A furnace, I burn, consuming what is present, fuelled by what is absent, and the ache I feel is begging for your sweet release

Miz
Sweet release. In your arms I find the best things. In you, my great love, is  the beauty of an ocean breaking on rocks. Of waterfalls, and of waters between thighs.

Eye Kay
Like waves, we surge, we urge, we pooled and ebbed, slowed and steadied, and only when the waves break on the rocks do my eyes open and I find. Myself. Alone.