League Day 10, Round 1 – LOW18

28

Welcome to the first round of league Day 10.

League Of Wordsmiths is an initiative of Whyke Anthology which began last year. Serving as a means of promoting poetry, story writing…and art as a whole, across Africa, whilst also serving as an aid for young, budding, aspiring…writers in the African diaspora.

This round is for the poetry category, and would see Ayinmode Mercy, Faleke Oluwatoyin, and Yusuf Halima slugging things out for the prize.

Theme For This Round is: Graphic Pictures

RULES:

1) Judges Decision takes 80% of the total decision, while votes recorded from voters takes 20% of the total decision.

2) Under no circumstance should you guess the owner of the individual stories.

3) Voting lasts for 24hours.

4) Only Votes recorded in the comment section of this post remains valid.

5) Vote using “I Vote poem 1”, or “I Vote poem 2” or “I Vote poem 3”…

6) A voter is allowed to vote maximum of 2 poems out of the 3 contesting poems.

7) The contestants are urged to invite friends to vote for them. No rule exempts you from canvassing for votes.

Let The Game Begin!… May the best story win.

Poem 1
Tainted Realities

Like a vivid dream,
My head is a canvas,
Like a lucid nightmare,
My subconscious has gone haywire,
And my mind has stolen the brush.

The result of my brushstrokes,
Is surely my handiwork,
But definitely not my muse,
This art work is not my brainchild.

Deep my heart seems to know,
That this images dug out memory hole,
Are the gruesome occurrences,
I have encountered on a fateful day.

The image drives me insane,
Fear is spreading through my veins like bane,
Filing my heart with so much pain,
To see my kind ghastly slain.

Pieces of beef is the motif,
The image will leave you in disbelief,
Your eyes will twinkle in unbelief.
At the sight of this image,
Your soul shall bow in grief.

Poem 2
Graphic Pictures

They say one picture speaks a thousand words
The words looming beneath the shadow of that picture made me cringe
In that picture, I saw words unspoken, shut with the threat of “Don’t tell anyone. Else, you die”
I saw tears of pain, shed and unshef secretly.
I saw the vulnerable heart of the victim and the heart of stone of the culprit.
I saw resemblance in the eyes of the both of them,
I saw “FAMILY-arity”
I saw limbs, lips, tongue and thought tied.
In the picture of the little girl raped by her father,
I saw a thousand words.

Poem 3
Sola, my elder brother is in love.
He recites her name like a Christmas hymn
And his pen wishes to write her book everyday.
His smile was real for the first time ever,
Even the blind could tell he was in love.

Sola, my elder brother is in love.
All he ever wanted was a woman like her
She, a smiley with features of a river goddess
Staring into his eyes effortlessly.

Sola, my elder brother had found love
In the cover of Nora Robert’s book.
With images that never come to live,
With a mirage: the works of a graphic designer.

28 Comments
  1. BIOLA says

    I vote poem 3

  2. Olatunwa says

    I vote poem 3

  3. Mudi says

    I vote poem 3

  4. TitiMatthews says

    I vote poem 3

  5. ADEKANYE Elijah says

    I vote Poem 3

  6. Amie says

    I vote poem 3

  7. Amy says

    I vote poem 3

  8. Anonymous says

    I vote poem 3

  9. Aishat Momodu says

    I vote poem 3

  10. Whaley says

    Comment: i vote poem 3

  11. Zainab says

    I vote poem 3

  12. Aishat Oluyole says

    I vote poem 3

  13. Emeka says

    I vote poem 3

  14. Steady says

    I vote poem 3

  15. Afonsike Oladayo says

    I vote poem 3

  16. Adebowale Olumuyiwa says

    I vote poem 3

  17. Victor says

    I vote poem 3

  18. Jide Badmus says

    I will not be voting. But I’ll drop a short review.

    I do not think any of the three poems did justice to the theme…none of them show emotion and images that can make you cringe. (Poem 2 is the closest to that…but still a far cry).

    Poem 1 concentrated on rhymes and lost pieces of itself in there. The stanzas too seem disconnected. Some misused words here and there.

    Poem 2 tried to build a suspense (but struggled). It was not able to inject the needed measure of emotion.

    Poem 3 has some beautiful imagery but watered it down with some clichéd lines. Also some of the images are abstractive in nature and do little to help the theme (love) which is an abstract in itself. The repetition of a variance of the first line may have worked better in a spoken word performance.

    Kudos to all the poets. The poems are beautiful and well crafted. All the best in your crafts.

  19. Tobi says

    I vote for poem 3

  20. Deborah Olutayo says

    I vote poem 3

  21. Oladimeji Olalekan says

    I vote poem 3

  22. Fagbola Adekemisola says

    I vote poem 3

  23. Ayomide says

    I vote poem 3

  24. Longe basirat says

    I vote poem 3

  25. Olaniyan Abdul-Gafar says

    I vote poem 3

  26. Olajumoke says

    I vote poem 3

  27. Emmanuel Agbo says

    I Vote Poem 3

  28. Abiola Aremo says

    I vote poem 3

Leave A Reply

Your email address will not be published.

%d bloggers like this: