Sibanda is the author of Love O’clock, The Dead Must Be Sobbing and Football of Fools.
Ndaba Sibanda`s work is featured in The New Shoots Anthology, The Van Gogh Anthology edited by Catfish McDaris and Dr. Marc Pietrzykowski, Eternal Snow, A Worldwide Anthology of One Hundred Poetic Intersections with Himalayan Poet Yuyutsu RD Sharma scheduled for publication in Spring/Summer 2017 by Nirala Press and Seeing Beyond the Surface Volume II.
A Tribute To The Voice
In Yenagoa a craftsman was born
His was a career that flourished
And flew beyond Nigerian literature
In 1964 the world woke up to The Voice
A voice, thundery in imagery and breadth
It rained a profusion of artistry and insight
In verse it soon sounded, stirred and starred
In 1979 The Fishermen`s Invocation caught
The eye of the Commonwealth Poetry Prize
Even today it thunders with a great fondness
Its charm and allure transcends tongues & ages
His Piano and Drums are still relevant as if recent
In poetry and prose his voice is an authority, a beauty
For the voices of literary lions roar and radiate into infinity
Gabriel Imomotimi Gbainbain Okara, rest in literary prosperity
In The Heart Of Glory And Gladness
Have you ever had the pleasure of observing
the behavior of the wild—the elephants--
in their natural habitat? A lumbering spectacle!
Have you ever had a desire to hang out with guys
like the turtle? Chatting with her, taking her to lunch--
perhaps, feeding and cleaning her. That would be great!
Perhaps dear turtle would start to open up a bit. Thanks
for the wonderful meal and bath. Please, please protect me
from predators. My hatching grounds need to be secure.
Picture yourself in the core of the grassland, in the majesty
of the Victory Falls, wow!-- graced by the presence of the big 5:
the rhino, elephants, lions, leopards, buffalo; hands dirty & caring!
Lessons Of Love Unlearned
With a heart loaded with love
She leapt into the nuptial waters
And whirled as if unlearning to learn
Habits of drowning in spidery chitchats
That came in several sizes, colors and flavors---
Brown-sugar or fine- salt-begging pleasantries
And discovered lessons unlearned about love
And the depths and dimensions of nuptial pools
Teachings whose basis for progress was positivity
Persistence, proof-- not the whispers of the buzzing bees
The Good Shepherd And His Sheep
They sang and shouted with joy
as he paced about, whispering of godliness
Suddenly he raised his voice
and approached a young lady
Whose red-painted lips gleamed
with loveliness and chubbiness
He then declared: I see you demon
Leave her lips, I will suck you out!
His ‘holy’ ones landed on her red ones
He groaned as the congregants shouted ‘amen’
Holy Saints! Maybe that demon was stubborn
For their mouths merged madly till sunset!
Breathlessly he declared victory but added: See me later
to free you of the last slimy remnants of that monster!
How could he not be pleased with his powers?
He who helped the ‘heavy-laden’ and ‘barren’ conceive!
After the labial drama, the pleased Prophet
ordered his sheep to venture into greener pastures
There the congregants tucked into dishes of snakes--
including a menu of stones and flowers and grass
They washed down the above with purple petrol
The pleased pastor flashed a batch of flashy cards
“Tickets to Heaven, economy five hundred dollars
First class… just eight hundred dollars”
They snapped them up, and screamed for more,
Then the Prophet had a vision: an extra lot coming.
So he paced about, spraying them with a cute chemical--
An insect repellant, maybe a perfume?
The dizzy, desperate crowd couldn’t have cared less.
What effects would all that drinking and eating have?
Faithfully and obediently they swallowed his poison.
Swiftly dropping to the floor, praising him with their last.
When Queen Had Prince Going Cracked
She pronounced: you’re mine, mine
Prince was about to go lyrical too-
Or is it speak in love tongues? --and say:
From the very crown of my head, Queen,
To the sole of my feet; I’m thine, thine!
My breath, width and length your oxygen!
When Queen said medically speaking,
He was lost and needed to be found!
But Queen was like the torrential rains:
Your range of qualities and purposes
Is simply too impressive to mention
You`re my natural roll-on and mint
It was like a song, but she was on song
She killed it like a soulful gushing guitar
Prince was beginning to feel and think
Perhaps love had just found him there!
His heart was wowed, pushed to the edge
Maybe that`s where she wanted him to be!
Queen`s artistry had him salivating silly
My evergreen herb which pesters pests
Oh…I adore your medicinal, culinary
And ornamental properties and uses
He deduced he was her specialist doctor
Or her protector and all-oh hurrah to him!
Counting himself lucky, he tailed her
She recited: we`re in each other's heart
You`re my therapeutic, aromatic dearest
My incense with rare antibacterial qualities
You help me treat my high blood pressure,
You boost my immunity, my space, my mood
You treat acme, my natural cough remedy
You embalm my heart with love, my melody
You`re an air repellant that kicks off mold
Plus mosquitoes and mice, that`s an amen!
Prince was convinced mold meant silly men!
When his arms were itching to hug her---
His heart bursting to empty its embers---
His eyes ululating, dancing on her face---
His ears longing for more of her words---
She paused, and then he shrunk and froze
Upon hearing her state: Thyme repel him!!
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