Conception

From the first day besides big headed bullies
You came out the sharp one
Piercing your way through eternity
And the problems encountered were many
...Israeli’s journey towards Canaan
Through Jordan infested with crocs..
Brave is the word to give you

In Canaan you found honey
Milk
and sugar
you blossomed to another being
flowered
colourful, the rainbow was jealous!

The journey was not as easy
after the step-over to a more hotter but better place
where you swam in a river full of flowers
kicking and turning
the home was yours
but on exit the river burst its banks
and the flower in you was seen..

you were given a name
significant of a journey's end
and start of another,
where life will be a little bit harder
from conception into a tree...
seen
expected.

… ©Smears of Bliss ........................................ Vinn 2012 …

My Everyday Valentine

A little loving gesture everyday for more than a year
We do a movie and cuddle anytime you are near
Prepare a bubble bath for u, eventually join you there

I guess we should do a walk in the moonlight on the beach next
Or camp-out in a tent with you, picnic in a tree house then text…
… Spend one solid hour exploring various kissing techniques… the best!


I’d think of relaxing with a glass of red wine, but you don’t drink
Now am thinking of kissing you all over before you blink
Oh...I have a rose for you near our sink
Just waiting for u to dress up into your favorites, am sure they are pink!

Smile, you greet me with everyday I come home and help you with the chores
We play with chocolate like small kids just to keep your high hopes
But now am reading to you all my secret notes
Can’t forget lastly it was you who curved on that tree, our names!

So lucky, so loved by you, my everyday valentine!
Whom we share all our tomorrows together







… ©Smears of Bliss ........................................ Vinn 2012 …

2011 Poem of the Year By New Comer Janette Ikz...

The Smell of Love

Ever wondered how love smells,
what a taste it would be to spell,
when the bees buzz making honey,
do you think they make that love,
that we all so desire
or when the roses blossom,
is it love that makes them pop?

Just wondering of the smell of love,
when I get that chocolate box,
do the cocoa beans dry up with love,
to make that cocoa that melts my heart?

Am just wondering of the smell of love,
when the rains drop on my windowpane,
or say when they hit the fertile soil,
is it the engine of love they awaken??

Tell me more if you find the smell of LOVE


……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn 2011

Birth of October

Been a journey like no other
Nine months inside 2011…
..Akin human, October is born to us
Along the way, the ICC,
Where the ‘guilty as seen’ were taken
Awaiting judgement by the people

Fire though cramped Nairobi
Various explosions, reasons unknown,
Sinai RIP… as we remember the departed
Maybe through negligence…
Or as written in the Bible, ‘Lack of knowledge’

Kawethei too morns the crème of the village
Away to add another but ending tragically
Families cry as the solemn mood fill the homesteads
Waiting,
Hoping for a better tomorrow

Wangari, Nyeri morns with the rest of the world
A protector of trees, the mother of life by water
Cancer her slayer…yet too soon
With many accolades we celebrate her..

Now October is here, yet no better
Apple morns too, Steve Jobs now departed
But we still live on, nine months after,
…The birth of October.


……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn 2011

Screwed by a dream

So vivid, so clear
I the main actor in this movie, but in a dream
Love hurts, more so the opposite
This time round being a heart break
Why could she do such a thing to me?
Or him, how??

I thought you loved me
Then I find you with him,
“I don’t know”…
That your answer to my million questions??
I have a car, but his is sleeker
So to him you went quicker


So I wondered, was it love that we had?
And the cries…the tears
I guess the crocodiles were jealous!
My conclusion...Love is relative...
…at least the one we know!

Am glad though, because it was just a dream
I love you Hun!


……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn 2011

Death of a Politician

Siren sound
Signifying the demise of a politician
An octave wind,
Blowing from where the sun grows on trees!
Radio airwaves pregnant
People eulogize, others rejoice
A wail is heard from the smoke engulfed hut
Though she never met him!

The romour-mongers brew
A sweet-bitter drink
The what,
Who,
And the how
Murder they say, even when God has taken His own

Who will sit next?
Before the grave has seen the grave-digger
On and on, they muse
Until new, a story is told.






……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn 2011

Codename’s Dr. Orbit

To you, I am irresistible in all ways
Don’t know why, they say am cool!
No matter the place, I feel at home
Can’t blame you, that’s my nature
Always chewing, always high above it
Alert on false pretences; catch me not
Crazy, isn’t it?

Praise comes but through others experiencing
Does not matter what, Dr orbit… me!
Hate me either, love me or, am gonna be
The same today and tomorrow still


Giving what is to be, and taking what there is
A smile to the right faith will bring close
The closeness meant to be mine
All around me codename’s Dr. Orbit!



……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn 2002

Kenyan…

By this name,
I belong to a motherland with reason
That I, son of the village horn have to live by

By this name,
I acquire a title sometimes within a season
Either good or bad, as time pass by

By this name,
I carry my ID with accreditation
Of being a peace loving citizen, sometimes a lullaby

By this name,
I pledge to help my neighbour towards freedom
Stand to be counted as a responsible member of society

Whenever I think of raising a machete to dice
Swinging a sword to slice
Or whisking a gun to bruise…

…I reflect my mirrors to notice the ashamed recognition
When I say “I am Kenyan”
And stop before I start,
…This life abortion.



……………….words don’t grow on trees…………..© Vinn 2008

African man (Spoken word)