Okechukwu’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Author: Oke Iroegbu

  • Love Poem: When You Look At Me

    Love is the sum of little things that people do every day When you look at me, your grey eyes make me fall deeperWhen you smile at me – ina murna – my heart dance for joy! Commentary Ina murna in the Nigerian Hausa language means I’m happy. In Igbo, it means obinatom. Why do…

  • Sun, Rain, or Snow?

    It’s human nature to wish for something, such as rain, snow, or sunlight, but to wish it away when it becomes too much. Sun, rain, or snow, which do you prefer?The sun & rain I like, I’m tempted by the later Mild sunlight is a pleasure for outdoorsChill rainfall can be a great cradlesongThe earth…

  • Muse: Sunlight

    Sunrise is like music to my eyesIt is like the mountain climber’s sighThe reflection from the sunlight is goldHer warmth she spreads across the world

  • Thoughts: Angels

    Angels live amongst us. The good thing is that we don’t have to look hard or far to find them. Sometimes, angels are good and kind people. Those who share themselves with others. Those who do good things for others. Those who don’t hesitate to assist even when they might be going through pain or…

  • Patterns 1

    Look at those fascinating cloudsHow they fold, foam, and float awayA glimpse at their majestic patternsReveals the forms these clouds takeMountains poke up to meet the skiesTake a deep breath; the sky, the views are all yours

  • Muse: Be Curious

    What does it mean to be a kid at heart? Be the sunshine when you can, be the rainfall, be the memories from the sound of laughter Be free, be happy, be kind, be playful, be everything that makes you smile—finally, be curious.

  • Reflection: Sunset

    Sunsets are my favorite quiet time. Sunsets are prettier and golden out here on the blue horizon and the footsteps of the great mountains of New Mexico. The lower parts of the white clouds glitter, portraying a shade like that seen on wallpapers. My poetry can not explain the beauty of the views. Sometimes I…

  • Train to Santa Fe

    Verse 1: Mountains and Vast GrasslandDry streambeds in a whileLonely cattle here and thereVast plains overlooking peaksHills grow into mountainsAnd mountains touch the clouds Verse 2: Rainfall and Gloomy CloudsThere’s raindrops on windowsA lullaby of metal and rainTunnels, bridges, creaking,The clouds play hide and seekAnd sunlight is half amused Verse 3: Villages and Happy FolksClay…

  • Maybe 3

    Maybe shadows tell stories too

  • Indigeneity 101b: Indigenous People’s Day

    Today is Indigenous People’s Day, so let’s take time to celebrate and support Indigenous communities around the globe.

  • Amuse: Stand-off

    Sunset and a stand-off with a handsome strangerHair fuzzy, I wonder why it stood its groundOver the golden horizon, retreating birds watch the calm wagerUpon this lonely highway, time will tell who gets the upper hand.

  • Albuquerque’s Balloons

    Floating colorful balloonsUp the blue-white clouds Sailing quietly away Look, there’s one with linesAnd another of different design They sail merrily away Albuquerque’s balloonsWhether one of the traditions Or just the city’s routine

  • Maybe 2

    Maybe sunsets are the beginning

  • Don’t Forget To Dance

    Dance because you can. Dance because you are alive and happy—put your hands up, shout for joy, and move your body, because you can.

  • May

    Let a million tongues singYou, I, our stars, may we all win!

  • Quote: Self-Care

    What details of your life could you pay more attention to? No one is coming to save you; no one is coming to make life right for you; no one is coming to solve your problems. If you don’t do something, nothing is going to get better — Nathaniel Branden

  • Freestyle: San Francisco 2

    City by the BayAdorable sunriseEven prettier sunsetWatch the skies danceNotice the seagulls callFearless, surfing the windTowers stand confidently,They come in many shapes,Punching high into the skies,Concrete, verdantAsh and greenBold and naiveThe nights are chillBay breeze makes it soThe noons are warmBright clouds pleat above If it’s afternoonGlasses glitterIf the wind sings,Passersby listen That’s SF, a…

  • Muse: Star

    There’s a lone star up the sky,Glittering feverishlyBothered by the dark nightAnd the bright moon shine There’s a lone star up the sky,From the window you can seeHer struggle, weak and faintBut giving light to heaven

  • Outdoors

    What could you do more of? I love the outdoors. I love the feel of forest wind and the sound of its inhabitants—caressing my thoughts and senses. I love that I can be in tune with Nature, away from concrete cities and unnatural sounds.

  • Indigeneity 101a: Multiple Ways of Knowing

    In my research, I challenge the misconceptions that indigenous cultures have not contributed to modern knowledge. Different cultures have historically documented their knowledge in diverse ways, including through cultural practices such as music, spoken poetry, and dance performances. Recognizing multiple ways of creating and documenting knowledge can facilitate mutual understanding and acknowledgment, paving the way…

  • Video: Black Cat

    A random, curious black cat approached me a few days ago when I was exhausted from traveling and waiting for my host. It must have felt my tiredness. It stood for a while and eventually sat like a guard, waiting with me and watching my luggage until my host came. It was so calm that…

  • Muse: Inner Beauty

    We all have some inner beauty—be it light, goodness, or gold dust; shine, sprinkle yours wherever you go. It will be said that such a person walked here once upon a time.

  • Muse: Smiling Stories

    Your smiles tell a lot of beautiful stories. Please never lose it, keep smiling for the world—for me.

  • San Francisco, First part

    City by the BayBig heart, big ups,Where imploring sun raysAnd dreams stay View the multitude of automobilesCockcroaching through lengthy tunnels,The shine from their radiant metals ricochet,Bouncing off on glass and seawater Soothing sea breezesWelcoming, flirty winds, With drifting ululating seagullsReach out to the setting sun Big City by the BayMajor hub, big startups,Where desires aboundThe…

  • Nightfall

    NightfallShades sailEvening’s callWind and chill MoonlightChirping cricketsTwilight’s elementsAlive and about

  • Books

    If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell? If I opened a shop,What would I be selling?Hmmm, let’s see…Books, oh well, New books, old books,I could sell cough drops,Tumblers, pretty rings,Or things that are shiny, But books I can read and sellTo add to my wit and bank

  • A Voice for the Voiceless and Birthday Wishes

    What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world? On my birthday, I wish that this blog will continue to be the voice of the voiceless I am writing this short reflection today, not just for my birthday but because it will be my first August 8 away from…

  • Maybe

    Maybe shadows tell stories tooMaybe the beautiful patternsOf crawling earthwormsAre Mother Earth’s signatureMaybe the trail left by snails & snakesAre stories on the dirtMaybe the silhouette of treelinesIs a natural art unknown, yetMaybe we dream of being the rainOr the sun, or the moon, or the windTo travel the world and see its breadthMaybe heartbeats…

  • Love

    Write about a random act of kindness you’ve done for someone. I believe love is the most incredible magic ever because in love are all the beautiful things one can think of—Oke Iroegbu My random act of kindness is loving people more than they deserve. For context, I’m not referring to the love between a…

  • There’s a Lion Out there!

  • Òkè

    What’s the story behind your nickname? Òkè is a short version of my name, Okechukwu. Oke in Igbo can mean different things based on the pronunciation. It can mean rat (óké), share/part/portion (òkè), male (ókē), and boundary (òkè). My full name, Okechukwu, means share from/part/portion of God, where òkè means share/part or portion and Chukwu…

  • Congo

    Congo, my dear CongoThe land of many warriors Land of happy womenWho dance and turnTo the beats of drumsAnd to glaring menThe land of goldAnd lush green fieldsOf shrooms, dandelions,And blue horizons boldThe land of many rivers,And great, many lovers,land of the gazelle, leopard,And all graceful dancers The evening is sadSounds of canonRent the air,Bloodthirst,Soldiers,Crying…

  • Sudoku

    What’s your favorite game (card, board, video, etc.)? Why? My favorite board game is Sudoku. I enjoy the challenge of figuring out where the numbers go. As a former math instructor, I find Sudoku intriguing. It keeps my mind sharp. The game also makes me more analytical and aware, which helps improve my patience, attention…

  • Writing

    Which activities make you lose track of time? Writing is a useful ancient craftThat aroused my passion and museBy teaching me more about myselfIt had reminded me of my cleverness

  • Quote: Breaking Barriers

    We never know the places we go to. We become the first pioneers when we go, opening doors for people like us and breaking down historical and cultural barriers—Oke Iroegbu

  • Reflection: Love and You Are My Star

    Love One thing that the humankind needs to learn more often is how to love. Love can come in different forms. Respect is a form of love. Kindness, openness, happiness for others, and more. It’s a shame that a lot still divides the world. Tonight I chose to write a very short love poem—and for…

  • Quote: Hope

    What are you most excited about for the future? While we breathe, we will hope — Barack Obama

  • Overthinking

  • Folklore and Cultural Studies

    On what subject(s) are you an authority? One subject that I admire and love so much is Folklore or Cultural Studies. Growing up in a culture that prides itself on storytelling, I paid keen attention to how stories shape who people become. I just completed a graduate program in Folklore at a prestigious university in…

  • Inspiration

    What makes a teacher great? A teacher’s most significant job is to inspire their students—to make them believe in themselves. The teacher holds and plays an essential role in the society. I am fortunate to have instructors and teachers who believed in me even when I didn’t believe in myself. Nothing compares to someone who…

  • Reflection: The Moon and Sun

    I watched the beauty of this morning’s moonshine, clutching my sweater. It’s strange because we associate the morning with the sun and the night with the moon. I stood before my tent to fill my lungs with the purest air and see the sunrise. This quiet time was disturbed by passing aircraft gliding up the…

  • Sunrise

    Sunrise here happens in installments, first, it gets to the hills, then the valleys, and everything else Behold the happy sunriseFrom chasms unknownTo the bluish clouds, pureTo heave the gold blanketOver the hills and vales,Over the highs and lows,A moment—solemn, unspoiled

  • Blue Oak Ranch Reserve (BORR), California

  • Moonlight

    Purely handsomeImmaculate phantomCircle, one of gentlenessOffering the galaxy,To all, and sundryLight and calmness,And breezy evening tideFor all, and sundry

  • Rabbits under the cabin

    I trust you’ve heard of Snakes on Planes and Puss in Boots, but never of rabbits under the cabin, and maybe that’s not a thing yet. Well, there’s always a first time for everything.

  • Lake Poem

    The calm lake lies quietSome of its parts greenOr reflects bluish huesIn them, bullfrogs hideFrom murky watersThey commandeer all,With deep, loud bassThe lake may be quietGrumpy bullfrogs aren’t

  • Mountains in Stories

    There are stories about mountains, and there are mountains in stories. It makes perfect sense that places play a crucial role in narratives.

  • Books that impacted on me

    List three books that have had an impact on you. Why? This post will be challenging because there are captivating books out there. I have read some books recently, but three stood out. One pioneer book that addressed the ills of colonialism in Africa was Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe. The book describes in…

  • Oak Wilderness

    Pockets of green, here and thereSpread across a vast wildernessBlue skies, roaming deer, and harePretty birds in a reptile paradise The night will convey dark cloudsStreams flow into a wonder lakeWith the sound of life piping loudAll for this gentle oak land’s sake

  • Loyalty

    What quality do you value most in a friend? We have to recognize that there cannot be relationships unless there is commitment, unless there is loyalty, unless there is love, patience, persistence — Cornel West