Boadu thought hard about his actions and inactions contributing to the tension in the palace. He started drinking heavily but could not vent on Nyamekye no matter how much he gulped down. It was as though even his reflexes were well aware of her stature now. In his stupor, he thought he had dreamt of […]
Rains made sure to visit at least twice in a week. The weather was fair, with the sun having a great understanding with rains, causing the air to be what the people of Apemso loved. In a world where war and conquering gave more power than anything else; the conquered bringing food stuffs to the […]
Apemso laid like the regal kingdom it was, beautiful to outsiders, haunting to weak kingdoms, served by kingdoms it had conquered. Many village folks outside Apemso thronged to the capital city in search of greener pastures, leaving their hometowns to the aged, few drunkards and children. It was only during festivals that travellers went back […]
“I now know this for a fact: A lady with a sword is worse than anything to fear on earth. Imagine a man hungry but afraid to visit the tree with the best fruits because the tree happens to be heavily guarded. Ama you are a dangerous woman” Kumnipa whispered afraid someone would hear. He […]
Apemso palace sat in all its royalty. It was the only wooden structure in the whole Akan Kingdom. Made up of a cluster of storey buildings constructed by some foreigners Ohene Asaa’s father brought getting to the end of his ruling, Apemso Ahenfie was the heaven on the Akan earth. It had sixteen rooms to […]
The palace of Gyae Saa was the biggest mansion in the whole empire. With its vast compound, thick mud fence wall and over twenty bedrooms of magnified clay storey building, three open huts, it stood out from whichever part of the empire one stood. In the night, the thatch torches made it even more beautiful. […]
Many factors contributed to winning the battle of warriors where a princess’ hand was concerned. Favour from the gods, favour of the royal family, skills in wrestling, favour of the weather (some fought better in harsh conditions) and emotions involved. All the Men among the MEN fell one way or the other with bruises and […]
Hands seized both girls and swung them on a rope across trees. Ama wanted to fight it off but a sixth sense asked her to wait for an outcome. Three minutes later, they were on a vast grassland with a visible settlement. Ama held Nyamekye, lowered her into the sharp grasses and with a sliding […]
Ohene Asaa begged his daughter to at least take one guard with her and settled on the guard being female and not showing in any way that she was a guard. Ama Adjeibea Okore was the perfect female guard for the mission and Ohene Asaa made sure he put her under more training for a […]
This link is for the live streaming of today’s launch. Foreword to FaceOff With the International ‘MP’ “It is often said that we take ourselves too seriously, and do not laugh enough. If this description fits or suits you, then please stay as far away as possible from Rodney and his writings [scratch that!]: read […]
Episode III The Making Of Orgiastic Cyprian is an episodic fiction by Oppong Clifford Benjamin which focuses on educating its readers on the sacredness of sex and how the pleasurable act can be a divine form of prayer between a creature and his creator. The story centres on a mysterious sect of young women between […]
Event Highlight for this Weekend 📖 Nana Awere Damoah & Kofi Akpabli host a Book Reading dubbed, ‘Tickling the Nsempiisms’ today in Ghana. 25/06/2016 @ Vidya Bookshop, Osu @ 4:30pm. Admission is free. **Directions to Vidya below. It is located off Oxford Street opposite SSNIT Hospital and next to Blue Royal Hostel.
Nana Awere Damoah and Kofi Akpabli’s book reading at Vidya Bookstore takes place in Osu on June 25, 2016. “She couldn’t take another year in prison. She couldn’t even think about it. It had become so loathsome that it was almost preferable to die than to waste away any longer behind those walls. So her […]
Necky looked at King Gyaas, puzzled. He could not understand how he thought and could not say no to his request. It is particularly because I am a father that giving you my young proves to be difficult. How on earth do I gift you my child just to save yours? There is a […]
Porcupine Poku was the chief of the porcupine soldiers. He was a gallant animal with lots of spears to throw. Skilled in armoury, the entire animal kingdom feared him. Coupled with the fact that he commanded great respect among his own people and could move all the porcupines, no animal dared look him twice in […]
King Gyaas commanded his soldiers to fire at Watcher. The soldiers obeyed with passion, scattering Watcher like dried leaf grinded into dust. Ntat shivered and barely managed to cage her cry of disgust and disappointment. We must live in harmony indeed! She thought. We are all together as one indeed! Her thoughts made her weep […]
The spine of a leaf Will bend to betray dew drops If the drops become too heavy As to cause it to break The hardness of a tortoise back Does not mean it can carry a tractor As the dog hops to catch flies Which digs its wound to cause it pain So will hands […]
Writer Nana Awere Damoah, author of five books including I Speak of Ghana, Sebitically Speaking, has called on Ghanaian publishers to do more to push Ghanaian writers on the world front. The writer, in a chat with Amoafowaa wrote: “I Speak of Ghana listed as one of the “to read” books for tourists to Ghana. […]
You are invited to the launch of Akua Agyekumwaa’s inspirational book, Hurt People Hurt People. This is the blurb of the book: “Blood boils through your veins manifesting in the seething of your teeth whenever you see them because of the pain they caused you. The sexual abuse, verbal, emotional and psychological abuse that made […]
Our guest post is a fine gentleman, a hard worker and an award-winning author. He is a Reading Ambassador, a former host of radio show on Books and Reading. He is a believer of purchasing made in Ghana products and dresses to fit all occasions. He is a Ghanaian patriot and non-other than Sylvanus Bedzrah. […]
I am dazed I still feel amazed You turn me this crazed Why can’t your thoughts ever faze? II I am now an onion With many a companion Layers of layers, a group in Zion I think I fear nothing like a lion III Auntie Akosua said to be careful That filth in bottles like […]
Ha ha, hehehehe, hmmm “Akosua is a ‘kosua’ A ‘kosua’ which needs a holder A holder with veins feared by the earth But she fears palms” *** Really? *** Oh elders like shelvers! Elders with clippers! Elders with machete tongues! ‘Odomankoma Ahunu Abobirim’ is a generous God So generous as to make Akosua legs, hands, […]
Cross over From the thin line of racism The thin line of tribal rebellions The thin line of religious difference The thin line of peer pressure Into these arms with safe security love locks Just cross over II Cross over From the thin line of earthly argumentations The thin line of cheating claims The thin […]
Stretching and stretching But neck is no ladder Failure branding eyes failures in halls Halls where hands are itchy to write But heads have nothing but shame of naught II Sweats are rains falling in pants Breaths cannot take the horror of pants Time is modelling so thoughts scream “please take of its heels” A […]
In this era When there is a war of gender Which seeks for us to surrender Who are those calling for cheap smiles to be rendered To climb societal ladders? II Who is acting like a chameleon? Changing spots in gender reflections And using ambitious temples as cheap brothels For gains? This is insane! […]
Yay to the hay Nay to explain When ministers crawl Under Satan’s bench, Yay to the hay Nay to explain II When accountants bolt As accountings hide Yay to the hay Nay to explain We do the do But sit to be fooled III It’s yay to the hay Nay to explain Who made the […]
African tales have tails of morals refrains of chorals and sometimes show hearts of abhorals II African tales hold wise mails, show hurting fails, clarify heavenly bails III African tales can cause wails, narrate heroic hails and their wounding nails IV African tales are now like its porridges; dilutings severe, erasing its sweetners making its […]
When a cat falls in love with a mouse Certainly, it must prepare to banish hunger Form its life Or face the brightest darkness That will engulf it After breaking the bones of the one It feels great love for II When a mouse falls in love with a cat One-sidedly, It must cultivate the […]
When legs lift the balls At all ambitious goals’ calls Nets cry, touched by balls II As a section falls Another does climb joy’s walls Worshipping the balls III Goal, goal, goal; the calls Where we will head are the malls We are the stand-talls IV All those with the galls Just because you took […]
And the Dr. said to calm They would never do her harm But on whose ticket was she there? School fees of needers? Feeders of hunger? And the pressure tend to be up She didn’t want to be there Dr. flips; “You can’t tell me what to do” Her anger, the patient’s anger Araba knew […]
Who gave it breath? To eat and live And act like the wolf Which eats beings without fangs? II Who gave it eyes To see all colours To judge and harm Souls of beings with no known knives? III Who wore it clothes To make it perfect To taunt all beings Who’re being flogged by […]
“I need to rap No one should tap I’m not on laps When impressed, just give some claps II I’m now a bird I’m not on a bed So why are your eyes red When I’m building my shed? III Let me live like an eagle And soar like an eagle No need to act […]
Brightening moving days Moving with weak tortured legs Smile, frown, cry like moody men II Wearied of short life They work praying extension But tortoise and snails still rule III They push their own selves Glee and sadness in opposite Directions, life is like that Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
Recently, I get many accusations that I may be a woman lover, mostly from men who see themselves as my knight in shinning armour and their families (well, the only person who must make see that knight is me and I’ve not seen him yet). Oh, what is wrong with loving women? I love women […]
Once upon a time There was a running river called Yaama Yaama decided to travel far To join a sea called Paamo On her way She met a block She tried to cross But the block still blocked All she could do was to stay there The block was furious and had to ask “Yaama, […]
I love you You know I do But my eyes need to rest Like the sun takes its rest So let the muse Blowing the sagely fuse Stop the sweet abuse Until all relaxations are let loose For I hate to stand accused While my muse uses me and stands amused And watches me confused […]
CHORUS It was like a fairy spell Captured by a sounding bell Arrested to a loving cell Where I yearned to forever dwell 1 Who created this shell Turning into hell When little heat yell? I swear I hear the bell Which sounded like a spell And made my heart swell For all to see […]
Rains run rivers’ rims Letting lives live like landlords Showering so still On okays, opens up on Worldly wars which it wins wild II Honeyed huts has hurts When their wills and windows’ weave Cannot contain or cover Then there is that tale of terror Taunting timers to tamper III Roses have regrets Their thorns […]
(Please this poem is rated 18. Persons below this age must not enter its doors. Thank you) Under the full glare Of eyes connected to tongues with flair Let our eyes speak Arranging a date on cloud’s peak Where even shadows can’t be found II I will scent my little farm With pleasantness which can […]
Nana Awere Damoah is my guest post for today. He is a man with brains and an objective voice. I can say he is the writer with the voice of reason in Ghana. His words “Ghanamonosyncratic nsempiisims” stuck with me from his book, I speak of Ghana where he presented all things as they seem […]
Waakye sits in the hot pot Calling for shito Mixed gari watches salad And nod happily Welcoming hunger Awesome food Mmmm! Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
In this sanctuary I wish to last a century Blowing hot goodness In this sanctuary I wish we form a country To share right kindness In this sanctuary I’m looking for luxury In love’s sanctity Help me breath this out To let all hearts heal […]
We are like leaves Shooting in beauty Opening our arms Just to fold in dryness And eventually break into pieces Or worse be plucked unfairly in bloom So do grow another Or touch another Who will remember your touch When wilting succeeds In making you manure. Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
The fish farmer feeds the fishes In a polluted sticky pond Forcing their minds into gratefulness Until maturity feature them Their eyes then peep Through the forbidden hole The one the farmer warned Against looking let alone passing through There is that liberty which dawns A moment of thought sends them through They […]
When I think my life unfair I look at those whose lives are queer Maggots of excreta Slaves of mental diaspora I wear my smile and hop along When I think my life unfair I do all human lives compare A day to be born, an earth for a world, A day to hear […]
He stirs She stirs Facing the opposites Suppressing the love which wants to play He yawns She yawns An evidence of watching with instincts But all hands have been tied by pride Some angry opener In settled time Left its ghost on the love birds Now even in sleep, it occupies the middle […]
You took me to the land of ire Where there’s none called sire And made me an ire-nian And a natural believer of “Do What the Romans do When you go to Rome” I had the eyes which hatred emoted, Hands which easily smote, Mouth which spat and threw fits, Legs which stomped and […]
My friend turned foe? I planted in sweat what can’t grow? Welcoming teeth fill my vision Hungry angry claws appear In front of my eyeless back? Not fair if you ask me Why can’t you be in front of my camera? Why hide in darkness If bitterness watered By the water from my stream grew […]
It started like the whirlwind Shifted from darkness by an unknown steam This barrel wept seas of tears And complained of being taken away by the wind Now I cannot imagine your broad beam As you looked into my steps in a few years There were heavy barrels which capsized in the beam […]
Children, these laptops you sit behind, telling lies and duping the innocent has its repercussions. There is always the threat of a dog eat dog situation. Now put off those things and listen to my story. When I went to the secondary school, my mother was a chop bar operator and my dad was […]
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