Blue Oak Nature Reserve – Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

A Month-Long Stay in California’s Nature Reserve

Describe one of your favorite moments. One of my favorite experiences was my month-long stay at the Blue Oak Nature Reserve in California, where I worked on ecological projects. The beauty of the ranch was captivating, and as a nature lover, I truly cherished my time spent alone. The highlight of my stay was befriending… Continue reading A Month-Long Stay in California’s Nature Reserve

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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… Continue reading Reflection: The Moon and Sun

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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

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Blue Oak Reserve, California

Welcome to Blue Oak Nature Reserve Blue Oak Reserve, over 3000 acres of beautiful partly wooded wilderness, sprawls across vast pockets of break-taking landscape decorated by canyons, trees, and grassland. There are a lot of open fields with forests dotting specific points. Oak trees are in abundance, and so are other native species. I like… Continue reading Blue Oak Reserve, California

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Moonlight

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

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Rabbits under the cabin

I trust you must have heard of snakes in planes and puss in boots but never heard of rabbits under the cabin, and maybe that’s not a thing yet. Well, there’s always a first time for everything.

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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

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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.

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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