PROLOGUE Give me some rain, Take away the present situation Let the wind bid me warn again Give me rain, dear Heaven! (1.) Let if
Month: May 2016
The Poem of a Shepherd
I will tell you about my Jehovah, My beautiful encounters with Him His creations that made me wonder With each passing day and dream The
A beautiful day
The light has come upon my eyes Birds twitter behind the windows glass Beautiful sunrise across the horizon The skies are gold, so is the
The Almighty
There is Him who lights the moon light like a bulb He makes the rain shower on all green life He surfs the thunder storm
The Clouds gather
The clouds gather And in her wake The evening turned black Clouds gather above the sky As light showers try to descend, The showers fall
Oke Iroegbu’s Shepherds Tale
(1) Is it not a great night to write? What beats our lovely imagination When stars fall with colors bright Or as a ninja-faced Soy
Rainmakers’ tales: 2 tales of Oke- Iroegbu
When I am not making the rain fall And flood the villagers huts and farms And to make the river banks overflow So that the
Time to Pray
” …For where is God our maker, who giveth songs in the night, Who teaches us more than the beasts of the earth and makes
The noise called Love
Wait a minute Why does my heart beat sound that way, Like a hundred samba drums of Brazil Thrilling a thousand voices of excitement On
Musing: My Doves
Feathers flapping Sitting on my arms With their young claws Not to let go Not to fall down Man and dove Care and love When
Poetale: The Vampire
I wonder why we are warm blooded And yet men is to another, stone cold The suns’ light hide such many things; In the depths
Three Poems of Oke’ Iroegbu: Night is falling, The moons tale and Hope
Night falls after the sun And to homes we all return Counting the days stress and toil Letting the darkened kettle boil And preying our
Haiku: Hope
There shines a chain of stars, lined up the night sky Glittering to the quiet and queer custom; a perfect night style Lighting up the
May 2016
In the morning After the rains, The lands are wet With dew and mist The rivers overflow The sun is slow To wake For the
