Okechukwu’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Author: Oke Iroegbu

  • Folklore: Let’s play under the Moon light

    I.  Breezes of your presence come to me each evening, with mild rosy fragrance  The voice of the wind sing with you when you sang of the Nightingale and her lover  And now it is our tryst, one we waited upon, the one we craved when the sun was here II.  Now we make haste,…

  • Once upon a time… 

    Once upon a time you preferred the silence to my love Then trees leaves fell, they fall quietly and so you went Once I held your hands in deep love and we walked the paths,  And you told of our future but now you will not see me anymore We played together, you were my…

  • Musing: Observing you

    I look upon your face, it shone in the night moon light In the darkness, where many bodies shuffled about Dancing, drinking, talking, calling, shouting, but I only heard you But will you let this light you bring shine in my heart, will you?  The fine curve of your pouting mouth make me weak When…

  • A Note: Welcome to January, 2018

    Please welcome to a brand new year! It’s 7.20AM here as I write. Last year has been a blessing in my journey of the pen, I believe strongly this year will be much better.  I hope your dreams and aspirations come thru this year. I hope we all have reasons to celebrate. 

  • A tale of the Christmas Eve

    1 Once upon a time, it was evening and very cold one For the Ice king was out, on his stroll thru his kingdom And the Snow witch heralded his welcome; flying before him Hanging up on trees, weighing down tree branches Making even huge trees to come crashing down And painting the whole forest…

  • Lullaby: Decembers’ rain

    Fast falls the evening, mild breezes, cold rain, rinsing the dusty roof tops Dark clouds shadow the moon, the evening is left to wander alone,  Trees bow to the swift wind; bending, twisting; left and right But the night was agog with life, the breezes an excuse for heavy sleepers A week before the heat…

  • The call of the Stream: tributary of the crocodile river

    1. Now I stand before you, great stream You tributary of the crocodile river Flowing from the hills, where no man knows To our gardens, where beautiful roses grow 2. I stand before you, Gods own living sculpture Carved off dust and loam, points of rocks With fine white waters falling from your top As…

  • The Mountain

    1 Oh beautiful sculpture Standing proud above the hamlet, Above the hills and valleys, Above whole rivers and rivulets Oh Gods creative masterpiece Drawing up grasslands and forests Painting greens and greys together Viewing fine pasture and hot deserts Oh great traditional edifice The guardian of our little hamlet, Protector of our flora and fauna…

  • Musing: The Ostrich

    1 To you my feathery friend, I write In the greying fields, your fur I sight Dangling by your sides are your wings Your neck is up, for a long time you sing 2 Caw caw, caw caw those are your favorite words The wind is your friend, the soil is your playground The shrub…

  • December Tides

    1 Tasty for the spoils of the dry month, we are Dry air, dry waterhole, dry lips, dry paper Moisture lost to the heat of the traveling sun But our feet has got many options, wait or run And today the breeze drives the wind to us We savor, we enjoy, to you emissary we…

  • December, once again

    Dry airs are your best emissaries They send fine dust flying into our eyes,  And some minute debris thru the window curtains Heralding your descent, welcome O December!  By the corner, under the trees shed We gather to feel your fresh breeze,  Feeling the tree leaves dance happily Tumbling they went, falling with joy The…

  • Psalm: A poem of Love

    I’m writing a poem for You,  From when the golden sun rise To when her rays go in the evening I will tell how much I love You How You made my future bright For when the night rains are blowing You were my shield and comfort  I will paint Your grace on poetry I…

  • The Tomato’s tale

    And today I met this round twins and sumptuous looking tomato fruit By the side of the garden the plant grew, I haven’t noticed it till now 1. Hanging down from her stalk hopelessly like her weight was the plants burden Where the ants made an abode, in and out they traversed without care And hers…

  • Musing of a Lover

    I have thrown caution to the wind, and when I looked back I caught you staring Your smiles warm my heart as the suns mildness upon the Earth on summertime The birds sing on the branches outside, to me it is a welcome song of you and your voice The grasses around the Rose flower…

  • When I love… 

    I have fallen deep in love with you Yes, it is not even wild to tell the world  Wink at me, when am lost staring at you For with my love, you can be rest assured You have given me the taste of honey The days run by, your smile my best Your lips, the one…

  • The path to Harvest

    Joy is the fruit blossomed in the heart of the farmer His smiles are meshed with the days toil and sweat Patches of brown earth possess a part of his tired face On his shoulders he carries a huge basket with some tools And now it is harvest time…   Now the fields are ripe,…

  • The Rainbow, 1st

    1 The rainbow is my favorite color  Her beauty radiates upon the cloud Dressed like a man wearing a talisman Savoring the scent of the sweet airs,  A mirage because the rain won’t fall after all 2 There sits the rainbow across the firmaments Watching quietly, observing the rules of the airs Belittling the heights of…

  • My muse: Rejoice

    My heart rejoices, but why I can not say!  The sun has risen, the land is golden The firmaments are bright, blue and grey Dews melt, trees dance, flowers open I rejoice for the lights which has come For the love which I see all about me For the little fine hamlet I call home…

  • Love Poems: My musing 

    See my musing for you, my Gold My heart goes to you my lovely one I whisper your name to the clouds From where the nights are born Your love is like the sweet grape wine It tastes as much as the kiss you gave For on your mild acquaintance, we dine Our tryst- out…

  • September,  the 14th

  • Natures Image

    Nature, glad tidings Joint tryst of flora and firmament Aging with time, the waters tide rise and fall Green is the color of the small forest shedding the sea Come to the deep, blue surf, dolphin and seals fine paradise Nature paints amazing images from the valley to the hills From the forests to desert…

  • The Hideout

    Only voices speak now, wind surge bring their words Birds chatter up the trees, nothing but quiet silence Dews hidden on tree leaves fall, tapping into a mock pool While the bass-throated toad grunt softly at the dancing tree leaves Sometimes the tree leaves fall in circles, gathering solemnly The wind pushing them about, at…

  • The Forest

    1 You call to me, tonnes of sound whispering through the wind Calling me, singing songs of the wild, emissary of Nature You send the birds, they ‘caw-caw’, they fly the heavily blued cloud They make the skies their tuft, everything in you: their leisure 2 Green trees, red flowers, purple feathers, all in perfect…

  • Sunset: Ride of Nature

    1 I see you ride with the clouds, hiding your face from mine Blushing before the endless firmaments, resting from the day You have carved a wall of silver triangle upon heaven And upon the midst of the oceans of floating clouds  2 To the ends of the dying day you created a memory,  Streaks…

  • Musing: Countryside 

                                                                                              1 I am hidden in the thickly wooded forest land Tucked…

  • Morning Poem

    Lavenders,  gardens, the fair butterfly Gold, sun rising across the blue sky Quietness, serene green forest, birds calling Yawn, a kick and high hopes waking The warmth of the sun, glittering across the fields Buzzing bees, smooth sailing airs, some wildlife Smell of burning food, hawks hunting for food in the hamlet Warm airs rush…

  • Rainmaker Tales, the first

    When the green neighborhood dance to the call of the wild one Dark are the skies; darker even are the clouds which stalk the rain The wind came swift and slow; rushing at times as petals of flowers dance To the music of the coming rain; to lullabies that made heads bounce And to the…

  • Rain on the Window 

    I love the sound of the rain when it hits the windows When the multitude descend down from the Heavens Splattering, hitting the Earths crust, smashing the clay  Throwing up sweet scents, one unaccustomed to man The sounds create a regular rhythm which sings a lullaby Soothing are the rains words, mild are her amazing…

  • Your eyes

    I call you Natures finest, nothing stands touching but your pretty eyes It melts the body and the soul,  it remind me of the wild and of untamed love It is like the Summer sun whose glow shine upon yellow wheat fields It is the touch of the Suns gold which sprays her tentacles upon…

  • Muse: Morning in the rain season

    Here has become something else without much of the sun The wind takes her toil, she dances about with no care When the South forge towards the cold rainy season The queer climate of the evening is seen in the morning The mildness, softness of the wind makes all, everything cold, Even when the sun…

  • Sunrise in Enugu

    Alas the sun rise above the clouds Without the mild weather all seem hot Above the hills, greened with vegetation And roof tops, which brown is tanned The clouds blue upon the long firmament Draw very friendly and smiling apparitions One that will definitely see the sun set Birds fly, trees swoosh, the airs sing…

  • A muse: God’s Love

    Songs of the night, sweet lullabies for the days toil Messages from Heaven, refined touch of God’s goodness Whistling from the neighboring pines and wide eyed owls All call out to the quiet night, strange, quietly hopeful Dreams are cut out on plates of wet marble Left to dry out in the open sun, like…

  • Musing: The howling wind

    I hear the wind howl through the gaps, Through the minute holes which stayed in the walls Pushing, hissing it went, pushing the books on my laps Turning the pages without my consent, winning it all The wind disturb the happy quiet night Making the room look like a party hall While I tried gathering…

  • Tudun Amba, Lafia

    1 Sprawled across a fertile land, On a hill overlooking a quiet river Where the rains come once in a while And when it does, it is a fine luxury Trees stand, here and there Occurring once upon a place Grasses are seldom seen, the sand most often The palmwine* taste absolutely sweet But in…

  • Musing: Very Hello

    I wondered if I said hello If I would get a response Thinking of you is all I do Wait, listen to my heart call out to you Listen to my unsung songs ask for a dance Let me see your shy pout, this thing about you And your fine eyes as they lovingly bounce…

  • The Shepherds Tale

    Lonely stars filled the cloudy night Crickets quizzed behind the rocks But the lonely Shepherd stayed awake Watching the glittering from the star light Listening to the bleating of sheep, his lullabic songs Sniffing wet and mild airs that came from the lake He lays on his soft pillow of wool Wrapping his arms about…

  • When the Sun rises

    I find you fascinating with your smile, The way your fine mouth curves, The color of your simply big eyes And the look you have when you laugh I look away, to hopes which I keep Yet dreams of You and I in the field Disturb my quietness, my sleep. Am I sad or glad,…

  • Musing: Lazy Day

    Tossed about, is my big head Weary from nothing, lazy mind I took flight in the light wind Wetting my eyes in the clouds And the quietness was so loud I slept, not sleep, reverie Forgetting that I must eat I woke, trying to be free  But even then I felt crazy Nothing wants me…

  • Sunset

    Clouds float, birds fly away A family of rodents rush home The airs dry, so ends the day But the night was just starting The wind quietly blow about Trees welcome the disturbance Heavens Providence, fine sun set Happy times, sweet melodies The dark parts of the firmament Reminds of the travelling sun Going, moving…

  • July, 2017

    July, Sweet breezes, mild rain Nature’s healing tune,  The sun rise thru the hills Painting the whole land gold Dreamy feels of the poets will Fall into circles, flatly bold A happy morning comes, shy Across the fine horizon  New beginnings beckon to the skies When clouds flew to oblivion Welcome July, Heavens gift Send…

  • Remind me of the Rain

    Remind me of the Rain

    Remind me of the Rain When it came crashing down Upon the peaceful and mild Earth Remind of the run… The dances we do in the storm The fun we had when we could Remind me of this natural shower The taste of water straight from Heaven Of the feeling of oneness with mother Nature

  • Nature’s Ride

    Nature’s Ride

    Crisscross, up and down Gross side, rise and fall The greens shine in the sun Blur skies when it will Sweet breezes, morning fragrances Upon the fine Clement weather, Daring birds plunge to catch the fishes In all, Nature is left in her wonder

  • Dear June

    Dear June, The sounds of time revealed me to your music The touch of your soothing skin, strong but mild I stand love lost, wandering in the forests wild For you; my acquiantance, my love, my all

  • Muse: Setting sun

    Your pretty grey eyes sing Your beauty, sweetly divine When all ends, when we win With our backs to the setting sun

  • Natures Poem

    Tasty sops Golden sunshine Pretty flowers Buzzing bees All rent the words in me They define your love I see

  • Muse: Love

    Times change but in your fine eyes I see A million reasons proving you are true, You, your sweet love has changed me And in all I like to be I am given to you

  • Lullaby, The Winds

    When the humble evening quarreled with the travelling day It turned out not to be wise, for the aftermath brought grim dismay The aftermath, a heavy storm came riding on her way She pulled stuff along, anything that went astray Tearing, pushing against the curtained doors and windows Flirting with the wind, so that the…

  • Amuse: I

    The sun set behind me I see my shadows in front of me It was just evening fast approaching I was a traveler known to myself Running from the world, living in my own I walk the hard way, to come back for more another day Though trying to cut of every dismay felt, I…

  • Two Musings; Your smile and African nights

    1. Your Smile Your smiles are wonderful, they tickle my soul It takes me to heights of love, brings me to joy When you smile, you remind me of the Rose The parting of your red lips a memory to behold In your beautiful warm smile I find an embrace It spoke of speeches untold,…

  • Muse: Your Love

    Your Love is like the sweet grape wine The taste, a mixture of black liquid in steel A banquet as one made when the Kings dine And to explain it naturally, it is unreal