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Muse: Poems by Anthony Okpunor

Image: Pixabay.com remixed


She was a boy,
and her multi-colored eyes draw light from the sun
to form rainbows, each falling on green grass,
marking the end of the sea with
a color wheel’s margin and it drew lines all over her skin.

She runs in between shadows,
one of them grows to be the son of a cobbler,
the other part she hates the most:
being a girl.
At night,
she ran through the center.

She had been deceived so she believes
not everyone feels pain –
some only die and find peace at the feet of philosophers,
and it’s sad – it’s sad
to think of broken girls.
Sometimes, just sometimes, it’s better to live
in two different worlds.
At least, broken girls don’t cry in both worlds
& that was what she was trying to say
when she tore her attire in a market place,

“I left the other side of me under the sea”
she said.
It was still day, a minute past ten pm.

It all looks the same on the outside
until a snap of fingers draws you into daylight;
the feeling of waking, it’s gentle reminder.
It all feels real –
the emotions, the memories, the painting, her eyes.
But it’s scary when you begin to describe
nightmares to a stranger

and she says,
“I’ve been in your head before”.


after Lana Del Rey’s ‘Lust for Life’

Two hearts can lead to many places
but there was a brave man standing in front of yours
saying you were homeless, though his voice was ambient
& fading; the sound of colors striking the sea.
Grandmother always said young men can’t love;
that a woman’s body is many things –
I remember her saying things like banshee and artefacts,
like a place where lust and karma are paintings
on the body of naked women. Maybe it was her cocktail
speaking but she did say two things,
you know how deep a man loves
by the way he handles a glass of wine.
when a lady sits in front of you with her legs crossed,
it means she likes choir and
her body knows the language of singing.

Poems © Anthony Okpunor
Image: Pixabay.com remixed

Anthony Okpunor
Anthony Okpunor
I live and write from Asaba in Delta State. I discovered poetry as a form of self-expression from my early days of writing. Good & epic music inspire a lot of my works, some of which have been published on social media and in forthcoming magazines. At the least, I believe each one of us is a poet, we just express ourselves in different ways and with different mediums.

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