Hello,
So nice to have you stop by. Glad you could make it to my 'fireside chat' episode. As a creative artist, I can always recognize my work any place and any time. Even more weird (like me), I can sense and see, what it inspires. Why not? It came from my innermost residual, uniquely immersed in the essence of me. And I remain forever grateful, for such a blessing and opportunity. I am also very happy, that my authenticity, sweat, sleepless nights and tears. Have been discovered far and wide. It has touched many and started a few conversations. Thanks again, for helping make that happen. Cheers.
PS: Enjoy my latest Poem 'HIDDEN HURRICANE'. It is judicially dedicated, to those who would like to pretend. That I do not exist and I am merely, a figment of my own imagination. Even though they see me, with eyes wide shut. Still smiling all the way to bed....
HIDDEN HURRICANE: (A Poem) by Chioma Onwudiwe/2017
Like the surge from an opened dam
Will burst forth a pent up dream
Forcefully tearing out of a threadless seam
With a bold declaration of; ‘here I am’
A pile of forgotten accumulations
A string of views not allowed to trend
Slowly yielding to a hope refusing to bend
And a zeal climbing amidst speculations
I must hurry through a process and wait
One leap gives way to several stoops
And then derails like twisted loops
But no bow, coming from this sure gait
An unscrupulous move in place to halt me
My riveting spiel bound by tracking eyes
Who often go; “… She did? What a surprise.”
Yet they are duly informed by what they see
This perfect storm expected to unravel
A force though quelled remains potent
An exquisite brand, unique in its patent
Now here is an emergence that will cause all to marvel
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