Hannington Mumo

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

Hannington Mumo Poems

81. The Ear 11/23/2010
82. To My Trusted Friend Willy 11/16/2010
83. Fate, My Friend 11/16/2010
84. Hope 11/16/2010
85. The Arid Spots Of Life 11/17/2010
86. For Philanthropist Warren Buffet 11/17/2010
87. My Impenetrable World 11/18/2010
88. Zoom It! 11/18/2010
89. Thank You Lord 11/18/2010
90. Tribute To Andrew Marvell 11/19/2010
91. Bit And Bit 10/19/2010
92. For Pablo Picasso 11/27/2010
93. None Else 11/29/2010
94. The Onward Going 11/29/2010
95. Heaven's Friend 12/2/2010
96. I Shall 12/5/2010
97. The Indefatigable Resolve 12/5/2010
98. Tomorrow 12/6/2010
99. Nothing Less 12/6/2010
100. Upon Thy Servant's Child 12/7/2010
101. The Appointed Morn 12/13/2010
102. Better 12/17/2010
103. My Feeble Resolve 12/17/2010
104. I Look 12/18/2010
105. My Lord 12/18/2010
106. The Oath 12/24/2010
107. Years' Roll 1/6/2011
108. Just A Player 1/6/2011
109. The Price 1/8/2011
110. The Climb 1/8/2011
111. I'Ll Continue 1/10/2011
112. I Know Some Day 1/11/2011
113. Uphil 1/12/2011
114. Only Those 1/12/2011
115. Thomas Higgins' Pastime 1/13/2011
116. The Troubles Of Nicholas Abercombie 1/15/2011
117. Rock Of Ages 1/15/2011
118. The Loner's Way 1/19/2011
119. A Blessed Evening 1/19/2011
120. This World 1/20/2011
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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In The City

Writhing out of an empty tummy
I jump out of bed to journey,
Inspired by the tic-tac of the clock
That starts to fade as I walk.

The day presents no fortune at all,
The Indian tells me business that continues to fall
And that I should try the following day;
Perhaps luck might come my way.

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