Moonlight Tales

Moonlight Tales

By George Amadi

Owls, far-sighted, on giant Iroko trees preach,

Remarks, short and sharp, in solos screech;

Early risers, vital needs to cater to at streams,

“All is well,” are told by wild birds via screams.

Used as tooth-brush by jungle inhabitants,

Each love-stick from a sherry tree daily yanks.

Many an infatuated bush-girl on one chews;

Calabash-pots seated on their plaited hair,

With one another gossip then, exchange.

Yummy insects in the kitty, a must for oldies

Who bereft of teeth justice can’t do to meat,

The village beauties medicinal wood set alight

Ensuring steaming vegetable-soup comes alive.

Children tales under the moonlight get told,  

Enthralled by one on fiends trapped in a hold;

Though, often got frightened out of their wits,

They’d anything give to be handed scary bits.

Lagos, June 9, 2014