Hannington Mumo

Silver Star - 3,506 Points (17th November 1987 / Kenya)

Hannington Mumo Poems

161. Lost I Move 1/19/2015
162. Love 10/23/2010
163. Love's Immortatlity 5/9/2015
164. Macabre Massacre 4/4/2015
165. Mad Kalashnikovs 10/31/2010
166. Maggy Magola 3/26/2015
167. Michelle Obama 12/31/2013
168. Moi University, My Alma Mater 8/30/2012
169. Mother Of The Earth 7/20/2015
170. Moving On 2/27/2015
171. My Advice 3/29/2011
172. My Choice 3/10/2011
173. My Father And My Friend 11/27/2010
174. My Feeble Resolve 12/17/2010
175. My Impenetrable World 11/18/2010
176. My Life 11/26/2010
177. My Life At Forty 6/5/2012
178. My Lord 12/18/2010
179. My Name 10/21/2011
180. My Political Bid 2/23/2011
181. My Rhyme 11/13/2010
182. My Rise To Fame 2/26/2011
183. My Simple Tastes 1/28/2015
184. My Slippery Progress 7/2/2011
185. My Tastes 12/6/2011
186. My Trials 11/3/2011
187. My Voyage 8/28/2012
188. Myopic Mortals 11/12/2010
189. Neither Your Love Nor Your Hate 11/11/2010
190. No Enemy O 5/20/2011
191. No More 2/17/2011
192. No More Dreams 4/22/2015
193. No Need 2/7/2015
194. None Else 11/29/2010
195. None Shall Outlive These Rhymes 1/29/2015
196. Nostalgia 3/26/2013
197. Not For The Swift 1/31/2011
198. Nothing Less 12/6/2010
199. Ode To Suzie 5/22/2015
200. Ode To Timeless Beauty 8/20/2015
Best Poem of Hannington Mumo

Late Love

Are you the Aphrodite of the Greek tales
Or the Artemis who admirers drooling sent?
No, for Aphrodite had her little flaws
And Artemis the fortunes of Orion bent.

Nor are you the stunning star that the Magi led.
For the over-told story of the Magi is as old as dirt
But your drowsy rounded eyes look so cunning fresh;
The kind of tools that the will men pervert.

The famous Ishtar cannot be your match
For she lured with looks in order to kill;
And Inanna may have tried to rival you a bit
Had she not given in to Dumuzi’s antique skill.

And tired ...

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Kudos, Barack Obama

(THE BEGINNING LETTERS OF THE LINES MAKE THE TITLE, ''KUDOS BARACK OBAMA'')

Kenya feels ennobled to celestial heights,
Utter pride prevails and every heart delights,
Dreams you’ve knocked into the hearts of the young;
Odds and impossibilities have become far-flung,
So near and dear is hope that knows no bounds!

Barry, what panacea is known to your heart,

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