A Clear African Night Poem by Ezediuno Louis Odinakaose

I wish again to see the skies
Watching me with its many silver eyes
I wish again to feel the wind
Kissing me like a lovers lips
I wish to hear the crickets call
From the bushes around my little hot
I long to hear the singing frogs
In the pound of irregular shapes some round some not
The crickets timbrel and the frogs tom tom
Makes the rhythm of an African night song
As they sing this love songs
To their mate an attractive call
Even I listen like a lover from within my hot
What more can I want
What heartfelt tug
A sojourner in another man's land
What more but the beautiful call
Of a clear African night.