To be sincere, the whole poets that entered for the call for submission of poems in Honour of Professor Wole Soyinka @81, are poets that knows what words are. They are all winners, but the best must stand out. The poems, words, rhythms and messages are all striking and will make you want to ask for more. At some points the judges had to score with separate sheets like its a slam competition.
We hope and strongly believe that next year will be bigger and better, as poets are not dropping their pen! We are word-Soldiers and we strongly believe in the might of our pen to change and transform society for the good of all.
After much tearing of sheets, refilling of ink, and much saliva, we finally have winners for the PROFESSOR WOLE SOYINKA @81 CALL FOR SUBMISSION OF POEMS 2015.
All ThePoetryCourt Poets of the month for MAY, JUNE and JULY are advised to be present as certificates would be awarded. Same goes to all shortlisted poets in honour of Professor Wole Soyinka @81 2015.
Winners are also expected.
All ThePoetryCourt Poets of the month for MAY, JUNE and JULY are advised to be present as certificates would be awarded. Same goes to all shortlisted poets in honour of Professor Wole Soyinka @81 2015.
Winners are also expected.
You are also invited to the maiden edition OF Thepoetry Court BEAUTY OF WORDS!
An Open Mic/Award and Certificate Presentation Event in Honour of Professor Wole Soyinka @81 2015
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1st Position - Busayo Fakunle with his poem titled CHORUSES FROM THE HEART
"They arrived young yesterday,Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
The emptiness of promised dreams,
The thinness of promised change,
Like hurricane lamp, dies slowly."
The emptiness of promised dreams,
The thinness of promised change,
Like hurricane lamp, dies slowly."
2nd Position - Banjo Omogbehin with his poem titled HEROES
"When next nations unfold historical erudism
Let them say I smashed letters in the time of
Tayo Olafioye"
Let them say I smashed letters in the time of
Tayo Olafioye"
3rd Position - Joseph Anoze Daniel with his poem titiled LITIREYIOKA
" Litireyioka
Your songs of grandeur
Would be chanted forever
Even by the fetal souls
Whose swords-
Would've to un-knit your PENSKETS
While dripping sudatories"
Your songs of grandeur
Would be chanted forever
Even by the fetal souls
Whose swords-
Would've to un-knit your PENSKETS
While dripping sudatories"
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CHORUSES FROM THE HEART
They arrived young yesterday, Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
Words that walk with the
wind Temporarily heal the not-hales.
They arrived young yesterday,Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
Fat future they mouthed Sweetly sore our sacred ears.
They arrived young yesterday,
Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
Our sun no longer pride the day, Well wired senses work without pay,
Our moon no longer brightens the night.
They arrived young yesterday;
Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips. Our pockets are diseased,
Sick tummies we breed, They serve selves in thoughts, deeds.
They arrived young yesterday,
Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
The emptiness of promised dreams,
The thinness of promised change,
Like hurricane lamp, dies slowly.
They arrived young yesterday,
Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
Our trusts they stabbed at the back
Our hopes they hide behind their backs.
Alas ,the gathering of
rainstorm, Of stroke, shame…will bring.
Our voices will live…
Strike New Morning (For Kongi @81)
You’re ever radiant and charming, Like the
peaceful paces of silent stream.
Your smile gorgeously glows, Pricey,
Like the pyramid of Egypt.
Your hair illuminates our world,
Like the birth of a full moon.
Your ink inkles claimers of
our culture, Blazing like the midday sun, Shields the weak like Olumo rock, …
Projecting our unheard voices.
Your eyes sweet the sights,
Welcoming, like the Ngorongoro crater.
You're the Uhuru peak among colleagues.
You’re like the rain: No friend, no foe.
You’re like the salt…
You’re like the Nile, For being a MAN is a long life journey.
BUSAYO FAKUNLE BUSAYO FAKUNLE studied English Language and Literary studies from the UNIVERSITY of Ado Ekiti. He was once the president of the department. Busayo Fakunle has published a drama book which made Oyo state ministry of Education's list of literary texts for secondary schools. Busayo has many unpublished poems.
They arrived young yesterday, Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
Words that walk with the
wind Temporarily heal the not-hales.
They arrived young yesterday,Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
Fat future they mouthed Sweetly sore our sacred ears.
They arrived young yesterday,
Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
Our sun no longer pride the day, Well wired senses work without pay,
Our moon no longer brightens the night.
They arrived young yesterday;
Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips. Our pockets are diseased,
Sick tummies we breed, They serve selves in thoughts, deeds.
They arrived young yesterday,
Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
The emptiness of promised dreams,
The thinness of promised change,
Like hurricane lamp, dies slowly.
They arrived young yesterday,
Hoodwinked by the rhythm of their lips.
Our trusts they stabbed at the back
Our hopes they hide behind their backs.
Alas ,the gathering of
rainstorm, Of stroke, shame…will bring.
Our voices will live…
Strike New Morning (For Kongi @81)
You’re ever radiant and charming, Like the
peaceful paces of silent stream.
Your smile gorgeously glows, Pricey,
Like the pyramid of Egypt.
Your hair illuminates our world,
Like the birth of a full moon.
Your ink inkles claimers of
our culture, Blazing like the midday sun, Shields the weak like Olumo rock, …
Projecting our unheard voices.
Your eyes sweet the sights,
Welcoming, like the Ngorongoro crater.
You're the Uhuru peak among colleagues.
You’re like the rain: No friend, no foe.
You’re like the salt…
You’re like the Nile, For being a MAN is a long life journey.
BUSAYO FAKUNLE BUSAYO FAKUNLE studied English Language and Literary studies from the UNIVERSITY of Ado Ekiti. He was once the president of the department. Busayo Fakunle has published a drama book which made Oyo state ministry of Education's list of literary texts for secondary schools. Busayo has many unpublished poems.
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HEROES
Caught in the claws of obstacles
Struck in the very heart of Phraseology
Their open fist?
Feast on nothing but letters!
They are erudite men of flawless sagacity
When next nations unfold historical erudism
Let them say I smashed letters in the time of
Tayo Olafioye
The masticator of unblemished Lexicons
The Era of Sydney Sheldon The undaunted tamer
of glossaries!
When next nations backslapped scholastic
Heroes
Let them say I interlaced poetic wits In the Era
of Wole Soyinka
The intimidating commander of dictions!
Caught in the claws of obstacles
Struck in the very heart of Phraseology
Their open fist?
Feast on nothing but letters!
They are erudite men of flawless sagacity
When next nations unfold historical erudism
Let them say I smashed letters in the time of
Tayo Olafioye
The masticator of unblemished Lexicons
The Era of Sydney Sheldon The undaunted tamer
of glossaries!
When next nations backslapped scholastic
Heroes
Let them say I interlaced poetic wits In the Era
of Wole Soyinka
The intimidating commander of dictions!
Banjo Omogbehin is a graduate of Mass communication from LASPOTECH and also studied Linguistic at Adekunle Ajasin University. He has written over 100 poems and published two anthologies of poetry and also has some couples of International collaboration in Anthologies of poetry. Most of his poems have won AWARDS and Accolades. He won the Association of Nigerian Authors (ANA) Poet star Award in AAUA in 2011 and was also the official writer and Choice poet during Prof. Sehinde Arogbofa’s 70th Birthday Celebration in AAUA and the LASPOTECH Literary potpourri Event. Many of his poems have been published in national newspaper and read on national radio. He was one of the pioneer Exco of ANA in AAUA and first two-times General Secretary of the Association of Nigerian Authors(ANA) in AAUA
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LITIREYIOKA
Litireyioka
Your pre-suposed name
When begun your fame
The memorable Nigerian
Not of gore, but pen
The scion of Shakespear
Whom his pen folks fear
Litireyioka
Makes buccals agape
As teeth bump
Along in its locution
Out of your pen unction
With adroitness weaves
And un-weaves with ease
Litireyioka
Whose "Metal on concrete-
Jars" his pen folks' intellect,
The weaver word of cryptic notion,
Nonpareil among literary men,
Is abating in thew, but bedecked
With accolades of grit
Litireyioka
Your songs of grandeur
Would be chanted forever
Even by the fetal souls
Whose swords-
Would've to un-knit your PENSKETS
While dripping sudatories
Litireyioka
Whose literary resplendence
Starstrucks souls
Gradually leaves his penprints
Behind, as he hatched the dawn
Of his EIGHTYFROST byeday, is
A few day behind his mausoleum
MEANING OF LITIREYIOKA
Litireyioka is a coinage. It is coined from "Soyinka," the celebrant's name, and Yoruba way of pronouncing literature; which is "litireso." So, "Litireyioka" is a clipping of "litire" and "yioka" to form "Litireyioka," which means: he is surrounded by "literature." In addition, "yinka" in "Soyinka's name" means to be surrounded by
something. However, rather than personalizing "yinka" in this poem, I used it as second person singular "yioka" (as referral: surrounded by literature).
Litireyioka is a coinage. It is coined from "Soyinka," the celebrant's name, and Yoruba way of pronouncing literature; which is "litireso." So, "Litireyioka" is a clipping of "litire" and "yioka" to form "Litireyioka," which means: he is surrounded by "literature." In addition, "yinka" in "Soyinka's name" means to be surrounded by
something. However, rather than personalizing "yinka" in this poem, I used it as second person singular "yioka" (as referral: surrounded by literature).
Joseph Anoze Daniel is a student of OAU. He was born into the family of Pastor and Mrs Isaac Otaru Joseph. He hails from Kogi state of Nigeria, precisely Ebira. He was born in Lagos and later migrated to Ondo where he had his primary and secondary school education. He studies in the Department of Education (Education English) for his first degree.
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