Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Category: Muse

  • Poetry: Wait or Not?

    Sometimes, some things are not worth waiting for I Waited When I was a teen, I found myself in a situation where I had to wait for a girl I fancied to return my love. And yes I had opened up to her. So I only had to wait for her response. She asked for…

  • Wade

    I wade through this slow current,Touch of loose sand on my feet,And many songs of the wild forestDrop lyrics that get me elate

  • When Waterfalls Sing

    I told trees of your songs and they are jealous, When you drop, birds and the wild stop to listen, To hear you sing a melody from the long fall And watch you wash your garment on the rush below

  • May Sunrise

    The humble morning rise from her sleep, Her twin rise from lands of unknown deep Smiling at boroughs, the sun leaves for solitary slumber Going before all; fauna & flora to a place of graceful wonder

  • Haiku: Morning Ride

    Sail bright rays Scramble fair clouds, Dawn your mistress

  • Video: “Waka Waka – This Time For Africa!”

    “Waka Waka!” Not only is Africa famous for its unique beauty but its rhythm, and music. The continent is indeed a melodious one and everybody and thing contribute to this wonderful harmony. It’s largely in Africa that natural sounds like the ones made by wild animals, waterfalls, wind, or rainfall are incorporated into music. Consider…

  • Lullaby: Down By The Riverside

    {Shepherd lore…} Down by the riverside, I wait for my flock to graze, I listen to lovely young lambs call out to their mothers, I wait for the sun to set and for the breezy evening to arrive, Thoughts of a warm bed, stacked with hay return to me, Of the night sky, which is…

  • Dear Starry Night

    Dear starry night, This quiet and lonely friend of mine here comes once more my fable , passed to me by a surge of the wind , and the waves of the breezy ocean The stars whisper; Dream one more time, dear shepherd . Consider the lilies that grow by the riverside , for they…

  • First Night Rain

    This night rain flatter my townShe sneaked up our curtainsAnd let her waves wrestle with themThe breeze blew out the candlelightsWhen the thunder howl in his deep voiceEach time the lightning appearsBe sure to wait for some rumblingYet the downpour clapping outsideJust by the dark and slippery balconyTries to let the pata-pata cover all sound…

  • Lullaby: Breezy Evening

    Good evening. Howdy? I love it when it’s evening. Why? Cos that’s when I find time to dream and reflect under the watchful eyes of Mother Nature. One way Providence rewards hard work is through good food and mild evening breezes. Indeed, I have had both and still enjoying one. So I’m going to give…

  • Muse: Sunrise

    Fortune may rise with the sunlight For dawn, flourishing lovely dew, Presents a distinct day for a new start And to every man, equal odds to grow

  • Muse: Memories

    Memories, precious and pure Like hope on a beautiful promise

  • Shine Forth

    Let your light shine; the whole of providence is cheering. It’s your day to excel, to exceed, and outshine your past achievements. Arise and Shine! 🌄🌻

  • Plant A Tree by Sir David Attenborough

    If the heat bothers you plant a tree If the water bothers you plant a tree If you like fruits, plant a tree If you like birds, plant a tree And if you like life, plant many trees

  • The Crow and The Rabbit

    A Crow was sitting on a tree Doing nothing all day. A small Rabbit saw the Crow, And asked him, ‘Can I also sit like you And do nothing all day long?’ The Crow answered: ‘Sure, why not.’ So, the Rabbit sat on the ground Below the Crow, and rested. All of a sudden a…

  • Muse: Town

    I came to town Where nights are cold And stray cats walk it, Where playing street children Kick oval leather around But return hungry to mothers, I see glittering stars Shine from afar Nothing lights night better I see men in huge cars Puff smoke into air Through engines and mouths I detest their folly…

  • Night rain on my window

    Night rain upon my window panes While clouds rumble in protest The lightning picture through my curtains And shadows dance away from candlelight

  • Some Lucky Men

    Some men are born to good luck All they do or try to do comes right All their geese are swans All their cards are trumps Toss them which way you will They will always like poor puss alight upon their legs And only move so much the faster

  • Time

    Make hay while it shines This talent of mine… This is one talent I find solace in. It’s an avenue to paint my heart on ink, to play with the soul of nature and record lovely and beautiful memories. In my mind I create a happy and peaceful world; where I live in fine images…