I heard the morning sun Sing to the village below Through cream-coloured curtains Her poems echo some moments ago I see sunflowers dance by the roadside Throwing sweet fumes up the sky I see a dried crust of loose brown earth Colour pastures were several termites Dwell, in broken, collective settlements I see the strong […]
Bright eveningSparrows sing,Lovers listen
Would you dance with me under the impressive glare of moonlight?
Mist like smokeDoused upon hutsMessenger of earthThat cling to hills Most, the color of palm wineWell gathering on mustachesOf men, old and youngA cover for wary rodents Mist, nature’s courierImpostor to manySteering to paths unchartedWhere fortune or failure lay
Three are my words, Painted on my band A colourful hue Remind me, I love you
I behold the nightfall across the dark blue clouds I watch evening carry desires of men waiting to unfold I enjoy the sensation of the imminent weekend Drums of merrymaking sound miles off, Cackling, singing, every bit of mirthful noise However, the shepherd sits to enjoy his time alone I hear deep-voiced frogs calling out […]
Harmattan arrived grandly With the smell of burning grass, Dry nostrils and painted faces Harmattan made land arid So mud is now waterproof, And men without a sense of smell The thick fog of smoke and dust Greet the land that once knew rain Speak of her cold art: dusty faces & feet
Tree roots are my favorite seat, mushrooms are cushionsOccasionally my thoughts drown in the music of sheep and birdsLight-colored birds fly above me, up in the trees they gatherTo watch the meeting of white wool spread across the green grassSome bolder birds come down to join the massive banquet,Picking stray insects that fled the grass […]
For love’s memory I cherish this dose, This care, your beauty, Every time the sun rose I remember this feeling
Love is when we stare into the eyes of each other When we smile for no reason but each others warmth It gives me pleasure to love you, masoyina And I cherish the thought of it every sunset **** Masoyina*: Hausa language for my love.
When it’s time for the rain to journey away, the days turn gloomy and nights cold. In a few days, the rainy season will be over. We don’t know when but the older folk says it’s almost time. Nowadays the rain falls every evening. It starts with a sudden change in the weather, like a […]
Waking sun reminds of onsetsFor the past is kept without,So light dew may bless the moment
Favourite pastime My favourite moment of the day is sunset. The golden rays of the setting sun reveal a lot to me: better is the end of something than its beginning. Watching the sun fall yields to me how an infant my soul will remain. I don’t want to get used to it. It heals […]
Night Nature has a way of entertaining itself, you know. There are the nocturnal insects and birds who sing through the night, there are the whistling pines and the stubborn wind. The night can be annoying at times when buzzing insects bother sleepers, it can also let her musicals perform lullabies to weary people when […]
this early morning wind is super happy for she is wedded to the chilly climate, this green land, her people, my delighted self, one beautiful place, I will always call home
We are one human race Tolerance I define tolerance as a beautiful word that can change the world for good. It’s accepting people for who they are. Racism, nepotism, tribalism, fanaticism, etc arise when we refuse to accept that other people deserve the rights we enjoy. When we teach our kids that there’s only one […]
Glad that the night brought pleasant airsThe shepherd lay to relieve the day’s stressCrickets chirp, the night is absolutely youngBut dreams come fast to a weary nomad
The wind whispers a melodyThe skies whirr alongNight flies buzz in the darknessThe moon may grow to a big fellowFloating effortlessly up the night cloudLike an evening mist in a dark worldLetting all things and time vocalize,When my silly heart hum in love
The gorgeous galaxy serenade the earthA shooting star skips singing a ballad of loveThe night is bright, filled with lovely memories
Love is a beautiful thing I love the dimple gracing your face, Your smile and our mild embrace I love the joy I get when you smile And the thoughts my mind derives To taste the chilli and turmeric, Tasty soup that makes me frolic! I love the airs around you, Roses, lavender – nice […]
Ripples crash down,Dusks full confession close,But the elements are rugged,Sand swirls,Squinting crabs,Insects fly around,Birds chirp to the stream’s current,Now the evening is gently joined with dayUp above the clouds, are starry grinsA single moment of benign intimacy
there are so many stars out here, this night they quiver in this painfully cold twilight some hide behind the trees, their peace felt the clouds must occur in chains and courts but abundant stars kept eternally silent so I lay, to attend to this personal incident, to admire elegance, lovely vision – one terrific […]
I Wish, I Wish Not It’s in man’s nature to wish for a thing and when it doesn’t favour him anymore, wishes it away. When it’s the rainy season, homes, roads and streets are flooded. Mosquitoes, sun flies, roaches, tsetse and other bad guys go on a rampage. Though the rain might help many people […]
Our first neighbour is our environment – the air we breathe, the food we take in and the natural things that we see around us. Daybreak is her garment She dresses with flowers, Sings with voices sweet & soft And flirts with her helpers Good neighbour, fair nature, Flirting wind, green paradise Favourite aura, great […]
Come closer, come hear the song I must sing this nightCome let us sit under the mango, let us enjoy the moonlight,The sweet breeze brings memories, like the quiet riversideWhich flows freely, running in peaceful haste thru the wild The cold day took her toil on our strengthBut the night fire hands us some warmthLean […]
The sun rises before my eyes,Light throws her veil on earthThe breezes travel southOn their pathLetting lyrics,Within, withoutI see how lucky I amTo have this unfailing love
Free as the wind was heWith eyes glowing wild as tanCarved on steady rocks, his path,Submitting to nature, his passion To him walls are barriers,But fearless, he frolics aboutWading through life’s tideLike a lonely cloud, wandering,Heed to nature, his precious being
Morning wind, crisp smell, Moist dew, sunrise, lovely land Take it all in and live in it, Inhale deeply before it’s gone
Dew melt and drip off tree leaves, Pretty hues huddle, some rise, some fall The smell of cooking in the distant village, Morning their shy friend is finally awake Greenfields stretched into the horizon Monkeys yawn, birds tweet, rodents race, Treelines summon their leafy branches Worms are first with the feeding riot Tree leaves fall, […]
words may dabble,but actions won’t,love works things out!
I tell the trees of your sounds and they are jealousWhen you fall, birds, the wild, all elements stop to listen,To hear Nature sing while she wash her garment in the mist
Do you believe that love wins in everything? I do. I’ll always choose the love team. A million tongues may singYou, I, our stars, we all win!
A host of shrieking crickets A plethora of frogs abundant And birds of vocal strength Perform a chorus tonight, Wistful, thaw rhythms soft Saved for a dull night For two gentle hearts In natural silence rest I listen to your heartbeat On my embrace, this night
stars shine to show the way drawing my paths on earth I set out, I set out to meet you, you traveller casting shadows of my past after, I sing joyfully when memories come even then, you hastily return to me when days travel, I observe lovely lights and hope in poems, to write of […]
Poets as Lovers I assume all poets are lovers. So every poet love can be compared to a hysterical character. I put it thus: a poet’s love is like a crescendo, other times it goes decrescendo or fairly in between. It may be lenient, sometimes it’s wild! So pay attention to your impressions, my friends. […]
Little Excuses Laziness and procrastination, two nasty brothers always look for excuses. It’s raining cats and dogs out there and the day just turned dark. Initially, I was like ‘ah, there’s a storm out there, thus I need a little nap’, but I know better. This morning rain won’t cheat me out of being productive. […]
Poetry may come in form of flowing water, That tells of no serious thing in particular; But about the few that wash others’ feet And the wild that calls the forest home, It chats of fauns that hide in crevices Where waterfalls are happy to fall in currents, Rushing, flowing in streams and slow rivers, […]
The wind plays with my humble village When creatures of day crawl back home, The imminent storm tells no one of his arrival Young goats call to their mothers, And crying babies listen to the whine The barn is quiet but for the noisy wind The windows shake and rooftops dance Clouds are dark, no […]
This little fluffy guy is busy fighting his image on my reflector glass. Who’s staring back at you? Get him, buddy. 😁
three lush brothers, firm upon torn boulders, wistful blue skies flying clouds sigh, tentacles as palms day made to warm these green brothers, yokes of sweet nectar, golden sunshine blotched lines, spiky front as arms familiar to harm
Oke Iroegbu's Blog (African Bard & Storyteller)