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Nassam Writes, What Spoken Word Poetry Means To Me

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Recently, at Joe Biden’s inauguration, there was a poetry recital by a renowned spoken word poet (Amanda Gorman) which caught the eyes of many people across the world.
You probably are familiar with what poems are and might have had the opportunity to recite one too many in your primary school days.

What if I told you that those poems go beyond what you think? poems can be used to send messages, express feelings, and even carry vital and critical information about the origin of a people and also promote peace.

A poem can be used to start a movement, and cause people to raise against oppression and fight for their rights. With poetry, young people like you and me can add our voices to very important issues(education, health, climate change, etc) in our schools, communities, and countries.

By now, I am sure you might be wondering what the difference is (poems, poetry, spoken word) because this here is too much information. Are poems songs or calls to action? Why don’t we try to unpack all these in the following paragraphs?

Poetry is the art of writing poems with the help of some literary devices (alliteration, irony, metaphor, etc ). A poem is any literary piece of writing that is used to evoke a feeling or emotion.

A poem can be written and recited in front of an audience. A poem is not a song. Unlike a song, a poem is recited not sung. A spoken word piece is also a poem meant purposely to be recited to an audience.

A person who writes poems is a poet while someone who does spoken word is an artist, a spoken word artist. Before you get confused keep this at the back of your mind, every spoken word artist is a poet but not every poet is a spoken word artist.

A spoken word artist makes use of literary devices as well but because of the interaction with an audience, he/she might make use of his or her elements to carry a message across. However, a page poet does not get that liberty since his/hers can always be revisited for clarity at any time.

Poetry/poems are really easy to write. All poets do mostly is rhyme and compare their thoughts and experiences with the environment. Eg if I were to compare a country to the earth? I could put it like this;
A country is a fertile soil
Suitable for the growth and development of its people

For one to successfully write poetry, it’s simple. You just need to familiarize yourself with what literary devices you need to write a poem and then with that you can write any poem you envision. you can express your thoughts in diverse ways and by so doing you would be writing poetry and then you can decide if you want to be a page poet, waiting for someone to come and read your work, or a spoken word artist, taking your work to people?

The spoken word for me is the vacuum through which I make my voice heard. As an artist, every time I mount the stage I feel alive. I tap into a completely different world where there is nothing like an impossibility.

I can draw people’s attention to things they would have never imagined and make them appreciate what they have as well as the vulnerabilities that exist around them. I am sometimes able to show them the opportunities that they fail to recognize.

This gives me meaning because if I can see something another person can, the least I can do is show them for that is my one job in this life.

If poetry were to me given the needed attention, our communities would be much better than they currently are. We would have young people paying attention to their environments and making critical and informed decisions regarding their future and sustainability. Ghana would be a much better country.

If young people make poetry a second choice and decided to give it a shot, they would be allowing themselves to see things from different perspectives and allow themselves to try different approaches.

SlamImpulse Series October : A Communal Incubator For The Future Of Performance Poetry in Ghana.

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A Communal Incubator for the future of performance poetry in Ghana.

As part of our responsibility to raise slammers and to see a thriving, sustainable verbal space for the future of poetry slam (competitive poetry) in Ghana, we (Ehalakasa) have in partnership with the Goethe Institut, Accra initiated a full day slam workshop dubbed SlamImpulse. SlamImpulse is intended to serve as a communal incubator for the now generation of poetry and spoken word performers, who want to make moves.

This will be solely to learn the game of slam and to develop the psychology and skill of playing it. All your questions and worries about poetry slam and or slam poetry will be undressed, addressed and redressed for you to be fully dress up to the coming nights.

Slam is the next phase to performance poetry. Slam is the sure way to see your own personal growth and development as a performer. Slam is the game you play if you want to challenge yourself with yourself. Slam is the game that helps charge your power bank for expression. Slam is a game of chance, not for the best only but also for rest. Slam is a green card to crossing boundaries and boarders. Slam is a master card to sharing and playing with champs and slammasters around the world. Slam is the way forward. Slam in An.Order.WAY.

SlamImpulse is to prepare us for what’s coming; the slam world is growing and has become a phenomenon for the human spirit to behold. Who will represent Ghana at the next West Africa Slam Championship in Niger 2023? Who will represent us at FESPACO Gold Slam in Ouagadougou next year? Who will lead us to Africa Cup of Slam Poetry 2023 and who will proudly lift the flag of Ghana to Brazil 2023 for the World Poetry Slam Championship? These are the responsibilities we have signed up for. Who is coming on board with us?

We are proud to be on the board of the WPSO and as a founding member of this global force. This is made possible by the able effort of Ehalakasa.

We are calling on poets, spoken word performers and or anyone who is genuinely interested in becoming a Slammer to sign up for these opportunities. You don’t have to be a poet to be a slammer; all you need is the willingness and the impulse. We got you!

There is room for ONLY 10 participants at a session.

More exciting Slam related events coming…

The workshop is every last Friday of the month
10am to 4pm @ Goethe Institut – Cantonments Accra

To register send a 60 seconds original piece of audio or video to +233205043890

HOW TO WRITE A POEM

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With poetry, you go in with the “3 Hs”.
That’s the HEAD, HEART, and HAND.
Just to make you a creativity killer.

Poetry writing can be easy and difficult most days. But it’s the challenges you face that makes you more creative.

Sometimes, inspiration strikes and the words just start flowing out of your mind and onto the page.

Here are a few tips to help you get started and write your next poem:

1 Be sure of what you want to write about
Unless you’ve been assigned to write a poem about a specific topic, the first step in writing a poem is determining a topic to write about. Look for inspiration around you, perhaps in nature, your community, current events, or the people in your life. Take notes on how different things make you feel and what they drive you to think about.
Once you have a topic and a theme in mind, the next step is to determine which kind of poem is the best way to express it.

2 Be sure of the format of your poem.
Your poem shouldn’t necessarily have a specific format though, but by determining a format you are sure of your kind of flow.
You don’t want to put yourself in a poem people cannot relate to.

3 Be clear of your words, rhymes and rhythm.
After the selection of format, feel free to read other poems in your line to give yourself a template to follow.
A specific rhythm or rhyme scheme can trigger you to come our with incredible wordplay in your poem. You must understand yours words with meaning and make sure your rhymes and rhythms are related and understood by other readers. Don’t make pairs because you want to make a rhyme.

4 Write the poem
Now it’s time to write! Whether you opt for using a pen and paper, typing on a laptop, or tapping on your phone, give yourself some uninterrupted time to focus on writing the poem.
Don’t expect to write something perfect on the first try. Instead, focus on getting your words out. Even if your lines don’t rhyme perfectly or you’ve got too many or too few syllables to fit the format you chose, write what’s on your mind. The theme your words are expressing is more important than the specific words themselves, and you can always revise your poem later.

5 Edit what you’ve written
Once you have a draft, the next step is to edit and proofread your poem. You don’t have to jump right from writing to editing—in fact, it’s better if you don’t.
Take a break if you are tired.
Don’t stress the mind. It’s okay to take days to complete a poem. Gather more ideas during your break and come back to your poem with a critical eye and a racing hand.
If you are okay showing it to other people to read, make sure they are people who understand art. distanced perspectives, from readers and writers of different backgrounds, can offer up ways to make your writing stronger that you hadn’t considered before.

Know Thy Balls by ThatTonguGirl

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October is here again.
And the campaign for everyone to care for their boobs is floating every street.

Well, we both don’t need October to enlighten us on the need to show each other love since we already do so effortlessly.

But then again, nothing spoil in joining the camp, paint the message on every walkway.

I know that the ties that bind us together is like that which bound my butt to Kitopa’s boxer pants during my Junior High School days. To know that you unveil the volume of my torso, awaken my senses to a bowl of refined closure with an irresistible pleasure is soul-stirring.

See, the mere thought of weighing you on the scales of my palm, rubbing and pulling your teats with my digits makes me want to stand guard over you every day.

Had you been lemons, we would parade the terrace of our day job freeing each other of every hurt hoarded up our trunk. It’s not like you are melons too. But does it even matter what you are like? I will always love and cherish you. Beautifully Bold and Fragile. So, whenever that hour calls for your freedom after a long day’s work, I never hesitate to let you breathe in the humid air at night. After all, it is therapeutic to my broad chest.

I still recall our occasional 3am hand-to-boob conversations we have butt-naked on our sheets under the moonlight. Your language of connection is not far from that employed by the mimosa plant.

Listening to your areola smile, frown, and shiver humbles my eyes every time.
If you have been wondering all this time why I can’t seem to stop rubbing my hand on you in a cyclical manner with the other arm raised…well, there you have it.
It’s my own way of showing you how much I love and cherish you.

Watching you take advantage of my weight and size worries me sometimes.
But hey, don’t go cringing on me now sweetballs.

Let’s just enjoy the minutes we have left before you’re made to shape your look for the day my Boobie Balls.

In all things dear reader,
…Know thy Balls and the best care to give them.

WHAT SPOKEN WORD MEANS TO ME by A B Ahmed

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For loving so missed the catch and the catch so needed indefinite rest from boneless promises,

from being a convict to the convictions of a world with the mentality of a clown in an armour suit to the definition of a warrior in a garden,apparently tilting and enriching the sands of an unseen but imagined time with his wound-cut-deep passion-brimmed soul,mind and body,

of the reality of a stranger,as a mockingbird and chameleon,who lives his life in mimicry of other realities and has nigh-clear picture of the size,color and stink every shoe heads,
and then shares this fantasy with the world for whoever has ears to listen,
throwing whoever the cap fits into utter awe,

for the catch so needed to be warmly held and loving so so grew weary that poetry found itself being spewed from a deep deep well of longing and anguish,
both slamming each other with the common truth that this world is an extremely cold space and these underappreciated words only a few people fathom are the most efficient leather coats to rock the weather,

to this word play thing that holds me together like a rubberband from losing my guts,
which serves as the alcohol that pushes out toxins for the world to call “exquisite”,
reminding every cell in my being that there’s indeed beauty in every abyss,
keeping the intoxicated in a pure state of highness and paradise.

Spoken Words Poetry : Food for the Soul

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Words, words, words
What use are words that can’t be heard
Mouth opened then closed
If nothing comes out then you’re good as dead

You need a redemption
You’re seeking for salvation
But you find it in words only you can understand
They’re begging for freedom
Speak them out! but you can’t
That’s why I’m here to say them for you

So I soothe your soul with food you didn’t think you needed
I’m giving you a chance to feel in words you didn’t have to speak out
You feel the emotions deep in your core, emotions I’m helping you show forth
You don’t need to be weak in front of others, I’m already doing it for you
My words are giving you your peace

Collecting your broken pieces and putting them together to form one full piece
Slowly mending the cracks in your soul and caressing your heart with a warm kiss
I’m feeding you the food you never thought you’d need

You’re healing because of the words I speak
You’re recovering because of these words you read
You’re finding hope in an art you never dared to seek
Because at the end of it all, these little poems are what can best describe how you feel

These words you hear are what makes your heart skip a beat
Or two or three, it’s your heart, you keep count
So you close your eyes and allow me to talk for you
You shed your tears not because my words makes you emotional
But because I’m saying the words you needed to hear

Poetry is all you needed all along
The words you couldn’t say are out here staring at you
Your voice that couldn’t be heard, you’re hearing it loud and clear
Maybe it’s a little raspy or high pitched but
they are filling up the empty dark holes
they’re giving you the warmth in this bloody cold
You’re finally getting the food for your broken soul.

SPOKEN WORD POETRY, A TOOL FOR HEALING

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I wondered how I could help myself.
Been tortured by my past present and what if future? Who else can I talk to?

My emotions are sinking me deep into this pit where there’s no help.
I’m drowning, craving to be heard. I’m yelling, with love I wanna be fed.

I live in pain and loads of questions and yet the only relief is the sound of my pen on paper,
The sound of the teardrop… I watched Annie lay down broken and helpless.

Her eyes are deeply in their sockets, damn she’s so scared.
All she wished for was that there’d just be a wind of miracle.
So she could breathe free clean air. But her life feels like an incomplete puzzle.

She hears my words as they tickle her ears.
Here, her eyes closed and her hand tight in mine,
she sighs in tears… Her cheeks all pink, she smiles.
I could see the relation.

Although she knew there was no time, She had what she wished for.
I had never seen her blush in so many weeks. The smile on her lips sat
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By Theresa Kufuor a.k.a Twitter Lit

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URGENCY TO SLAM IN GHANA By Yibor Kojo Yibor

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Urgency to Slam in Ghana

Dear Poets, Ladies and Gentlemen of our beloved Poetry Community,

As a community, we all need to help in seeing what we hold dear grow up. We need to do things that support, not only our individual growth but also, the collective growth. One sure way is collaboration and slam poetry performance, and my interest here is about “Slam” in Ghana. Slam poetry has been with us for years, and since its birth in the 80s by Marc Kelly Smith, a local poet and construction worker in Chicago, it has given birth to some of the great voices of our time globally. This is also evident in Ghana, but not many people are aware.

My proposition is to present to all of you who already know, and all who are yet to know, what slam is and why we need poets like you and I to take up the mantle to challenge ourselves for what is coming. This is also a time to open the floodgates of creativity – to walk out of comfort zones – into something that is needful for the entire community of poetry and spoken word.

Slam poetry is the ‘ish’ now, and though it is competitive, it is also a healthy challenge (real life issues to deal with) among equals and gives poets opportunities to travel as well. I am proud to say that our slam journey did not start yesterday. It began way back in 2009 at Alliance Française d’Accra. We have seen what it has become and what it is still becoming. Below are some of our own first-generation slammers who were participants of the first slam we organized here in Accra following my own slam experience in Harare, Zimbabwe.


Mutombo da Poet, Juno Mamacita, Crystal Tettey, Jahwi, Joss, Fapempong, Rhyme Sonny, D.K. Osei-Yaw, Andy Aryeetey, Nana Asaase, Nii Lantey, Etc.

My submission is to let us know that these early slammers – good poets in their own right – did not have any fear whatsoever about who won or who lost. The motivation was to ignite a drive into the poetry scene; a key element to the development of the landscape, and to also see what new works could be generated from subsequent slams (bearing in mind that one cannot perform the same piece twice or bring back a poem that has already been on the slam stage). Slam encourages you to do more and to create new works every time. Who benefits from slam but the slammer?

If you can hear my words, let it resonate in you, give yourself a chance and challenge the poet in you. You will be proud that you took a stance for something that will help uplift the face of poetry in Ghana.

May I be honest here to speak about your selfishness and mine. Feeling we have arrived as poets in our fragile zones of comfort will not help anyone. It will not help the community. We need to open up the space to innovations and new forms of doing this thing called art regarding performances. We need you rise beyond me, my mouth and mic mimics and walk into some new grounds, for we have come of age. Poetry in Ghana is viewed highly by other Africans more than you can imagine; even more reason for us to wake up and live up to some of these expectations for us.

Currently, there are some slam poets across Africa who are willing to come to Ghana to attempt slamming with our slam poets just to sharpen themselves and to meet and see all the good they hear about Ghana. Yet, we have a community of poets who have refused to rise to the call of the times. This is the time for Slam Poetry, and it is not surprising that the 2nd edition of Africa Cup of Slam Poetry just ended last November in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, with Guinea emerging as the Africa champion. And, the 1st edition of the World Poetry Slam Championship will hit the city of Brussels, the capital of Belgium, in September 2022.

I propose that, over the next three years, we challenge ourselves to mentor slam poets and a willing community for the next generation. We need all hands on deck to meet this urgent call. I know that not everyone is willing or has the guts to slam, but we all can do something to see the development of this movement become what it supposed to be.

Ghana is strategically well-positioned to possibly host the Africa Slam Championship here in Accra, but we have to work to see venues hosting slams and poetry events regularly.

We need to:
• initiate conversations and discussions around slam and poetry,
• organize workshops and training programs to facilitate our readiness for what we are expecting,
• increase visibility in schools and communities, and introduce the movement to them,
• use the medium to tell our own stories, advocate and to show young people that there is power in their voice.

Slam Poetry is the last art cry to hit our nation’s capital. Slam is the new face of poetry in Ghana. And slam is going to be the undeniable platform for exposure and cross-cultural experiences.

Let the conversation begin …

Yibor Kojo Yibor
Dakar, May 2022

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Ehalakasa Slam XL

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Briana Wins Our Maiden SheSheSlam

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The Maiden Edition of the SheShe Slam began at exactly 7:06pm at the Folks Place, National Theatre on 3rd March, 2022.
15 talented ladies signed up for the slam and they all made it to the show.

Nii Musick welcomed slammers and the audience with his melodious voice and strings.

The MC for the night, Miss Affumwaah, did the introductions and set the ball rolling.

To be fair and just, five volunteers were randomly chosen from the audience to serve as judges.

Judging rules were very simple
– A judge should not be related to any of the slammers in any way.
– Judges are to lift a number between 1-5 after each slammer’s performance.
– After every vote cast, the highest and the least would be taken off and the average becomes the slammers points or score.

Rules for judges were understood.
Rules for the slammers were laid out as well:
1. All slammers go two rounds
2. All pieces must be original
3. Each piece to be delivered within 3mins either recited by heart or read.
4. No props
5. No engagements with audience

Erfiyah served as the time keeper. Every slammer had 3 minutes to perform a piece.
And Gadede served as the score keeper.

The rules were read and understood by all, and then the games begun — 15 well crafted ladies with $100 to be won.

She Rhyme was the first to start the slam, followed by Gyimaah, Twita lit,
Noble Echep, Margical, Xorlali, Tizamaah, Nassam, She Northener, Bonkua, Grace, Korkor, Berlene, Brianna and Ohemaa the poet

It was a very tough and thrilling slam as all the slammers brought out the best of the best of their talent, they all managed to keep the fully packed Folks Place thrilled and on the edge of their seats as they went neck-to-neck, piece after piece.

At the end of round 1, the top 5 slammers were, Bonkua and Briana who secured 15 points each, Nassam with 14 points, and Twita lit, Xorlali and Korkor with 13 points each.

Nii Musick and Ayorkor refreshed the audience with their soothing voices after the first round, as the slammers rested themselves to come for the second round.

Rules remained same for the second round, but the order of slammers was changed from middle to bottom and then top to middle.

It was another round of fireworks as the slammers kept spitting fire, dropping truths, and giving the audience bars after bars.

In about 40 minutes, round 2 came to a close and there were ties at the top three positions.

In 3rd place were Noble Echep and Xorlali with 21 points each, in second place were, Nassam, Berlene, and Korkor with 27 points each, and in first place were Bonkua and Briana with 30 points each.

In order to split the tie and find the Charm for the maiden edition of the SheShe Slam, who will walk home with the $100 price.
Brianna and Bonkua went neck to neck as they performed their tie-breaking pieces for the audience.

At the end of that round, Bonkua scored 12, earning her a total of 42 points whiles Brianna scored 13 earning her a total of 43 points, making her the first SheShe Slam Charm in the history of Ehalakasa and the National Theatre.

It was a power-packed event filled with chills and thrills. This only tells how grounded female poets and spokenword artistes are in the art. EHALAKASA – it lives in us!