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UC Berkeley (Settling Down)
California is exactly what I dreamed it would be The clean streets, diversity of people, and hills represent nature, all in an inspirational school setting lined by joy-bringing trees. Where there are trees, be sure to catch a glimpse of birds that add their musical presence to the scenery. From my room, I can hear…
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Image: A Giraffe Family
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Nature’s Circus
1 When you call, your sound rent through the windWhispers, songs of the wild, emissary of mother NatureYou send birds, they ‘caw-caw‘, they fly the blue cloudsMaking the skies their tuft, and you: their leisure 2 Green trees, red flowers, purple feathers, all in perfect unisonYou call to your own, you Baobab, Bee and Flamboyant,…
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September
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Quote: Home
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Joke: Lions and Buffaloes
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Daybreak
Getting up to faint bird tweetsWhen golden shine sifts through curtainsAnd morning airs – so delightful and swiftWander through this little town I heard the older folk greetThey talk of night’s heavy rainBut as the storm is now pastA mild drizzle cheers the lawn Sunlight warms my room and townEach cosy day is a blessing…
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Quote on Africa: A Whole Story
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Podcast!
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Treetop
This smell of wet clay when watching the sunrise, Clumsy tree leaves peeling streaks of weak sun rays, With the cold breeze brushing against my skin Remind me of grace and magnificence, And fully discloses where the sunshine hides I love the feeling of being held above the ground On a peaceful day staring at…
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The Broken Heart by Saeed Rukayya
The Broken Heart This greatest dream of mine has been shattered,I fall and stumble into the dark hole,Grasping for light in a place of no shadows, Oh, my heart aches. I watch salty water trickle down my cheek,Thinking of how I’ll stitch this broken heart,Suddenly, his voice echoed in my head,Bringing back the unwanted memories,…
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Footprints
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Evening Voices & Hues
I hear the wind howl through the gapsWhispering, solemnly to the approaching duskI hear your name being sung, by fading rhymeOne hundred bird voices; flying towards sunset Green, and the taste of seasoned vegetablesPurple hues, of flowers and her fragrancesBlack and pink, of waddling pigeons, dressedHuhuhu-ing from the lonely rooftops Orange is sunset, a shade…
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August Poem
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Twinkling Stars
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Quote on Being Yourself
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Muse: Sunshine
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Africa: Golden Sunrise
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Rainmaker’s Poem
When the green neighbourhood dance to the call of the wild oneDark are the skies; darker even are the clouds that stalk the rainThe wind came swift and slow; rushing at times as petals of flowers danceTo the music of the coming rain; to lullabies that made heads bounceAnd to the Forest people, to the…
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Stormy Night
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Image: Bedia, Obudu
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July 2022: New Month Muse
Free and fresh as air are weThose who live where Nature sportWaterfalls dabble same rhythm this mornMother Nature wash her garments in the steam To cloudy dawn is a pleasant songVocalized by a multitude of birds,Playful monkeys or lazy reptilesBeneath this serpentine woodlandTo peaks overlooking the valesThe path may be lost in thick fogBut in…
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Reflection: Favourite Time
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Igbo Myths: Owls, Bats and Vultures
In the Igbo cultural society, nocturnal birds are considered to be harbingers of evil. Night birds like bats and owls are associated with witches or dibias (traditional medicine men). It’s believed witches use them as messengers or even transform into these birds. The owl is perceived as a messenger of death. There’s this belief that…
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Rumbling Clouds
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Lullaby: Night Rain
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A Shepherd’s Night
The shepherd lays quiet in his gardenHis face interacting with the black skyFamiliar with the singing night insectsAnd bleating sheep behind the barn doorHe listens to folk music from vales below,Staring up at the faint darkness aboveHe smiles when the early barn owls hootReminding of nature’s friendship & love
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Sheldrick Wildlife Trust
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Quote About Africa: Lifelong Opportunity
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My Dreamland is Awake
Waking to vocal birdsThat greets the rising sun,The atmosphere is brightSo are the school kids Daybreak scent from gardensLittle residents crawl and roamThe cold morning breezePlunge from ancient hills Green below, blue above,Gold across the horizonNature colours lovely selfWith happy, life-giving hues Morning reflects on window panesSmells through the opened curtainsAnd nothing sums it allMy…
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One People
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Happy June
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Home Tales
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Muse: Talking Drum
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Muse: The Millipede’s Award
Now, do you know why the animals returned late from the insect award night? The muse below gives us a hint. Once it happened far awayIn the old insect kingdomMany dignitaries appearedHues of diverse fur & feathersAnd what a colourful galore it was! So it was a ceremony to last a dayBut took a couple…
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Africa Day 2022
Every time the sun goes downReminds me of the love I’ve foundAt sunset, sunsetSunset, African sunsetI hear you calling me, so far awaySunset, my African sunsetI feel you reaching outAcross the water — Tommy Page I’m delighted to be part of this year’s Africa Day celebration! Africa is indeed a beautiful and diverse continent that has…
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Love
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Quote About Africa: Drums
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Light in The Dark
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Reflection: New Beginning and Golden Sunrise
New Beginning Dear Friends, Today, 365 days ago, I decided to start writing at least one blog post each day of the year! Through tough tides and smooth sails, I came out successful! I’ll like to thank everyone who stayed with me during this journey. The likes, comments and shares gave me the strength to…
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The Lions Sleeps Tonight
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Rise & Shine
I watch the gold dawnPrompting the sky stain,Impressive and grandSudden breezes andOptimistic birds sing This morning broughtThe smell of life aboutDamp clay and mistsMany views of horizonsEmbedded in gold clouds Birds fly off in echelonCalling to the flying rankSpreading strong wingsI stretch my arms againIt’s time to rise & shine
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The Rainmaker’s Poem
Do you want to hear the rain howl in the wind?Then you must come to AfricaHere the rainfall is a sport to childrenAnd a time to count numerous blessingsBut if you doubt this, I will make it pour! Come rainfall! Come, dear friend!Send this town scuttling for safety,Let the first rain, fill pots with murky…
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Shepherd lore: Sunset
I wonder why she hides behind the hills and cloudsShying away from the approaching breezy eveningOn clouds where birds fly in echelon, calling a farewell as they wentOn casted tree shadows hanging on the springs like rags on the railBored frogs may resume their croaky ballads;Hundreds of bass voices singing, in harmonyThe coloured clouds melt…
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Stars
When I wait under the old mango treeI count the glittering stars far awayAnd laying on soft sandy soilI get a better glimpse of the dark skiesThe wind is my guest,She rents her cold self to me,She whispers tunes of natureAnd drag tree leaves to fan me,It’s an evening of quietness and cold,Moments of thought…
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Quote About Africa: State of Mind
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Love Poem: Tryst
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Peace
I love the peace each morning brings:Wake to a reassuring and mild breezeReminds of the perfect gold sun risingBehind those exotic and ancient trees It’s not intentional to meEach time I’m awestruck!With this beauty all around,The smell of life is abundant! So scenery & landscapeOf cheerful flying birds,Of ducks & deer walkingWelcome the lovely day
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Pic: Zimbabwean Wilderness