Comments about Goodness Tchibueze
What gives breath to this hide,
Reeling off cadences woven in beauty?
Beauty that tickles dancing-tide,
Dancing-tide that sprays a fragrance dusty
Upon the uncrippling feet of time,
As the offsprings of Spring twist and bend
And sway in motions sublime,
Evoking ecstasy free of end.
Oft the elements swing or swap moods:
A few time gay, and all time blunt;
Weary pilgrims recourse in boxed-woods,
When nature dims, bare of wondrous stunt:
At your wake let all glooms flee,
As you breathe a reviving glee!
I Compare You
I compare you to the diamond eye of the sky
Which leads the weary, blind night without blinking;
As you cast a glowing glance, dreams comply:
Pouring beauty to the minds of men without sparing.
Nightmares do stalk the rosy beds of men,
And comfort oft loses her silky charm;
Your radiant strength casts them into a footless den,
While your fiery maids burn all traces of harm,