Summer is a dreamers tale, told in advance In this dream; grasses are green and squirrels dance Summer is the song of comfort in the
Category: Nature
Excursion: Coke with Primates
An excursion it was to the Songhai Zoological Garden, Owerri, Nigeria. The weather was mild and sunny. Our bus rode through the dusty hills leading
Let’s Tour the Alkebulan by Abdurrazaq Mubaraq Adebayor
Come walk with me to African blessed abode, To see the wondrous beauty the Earth has bestowed; We’ll bask in the surreal splendor that surrounds
A Shepherd’s Song
Evening airs are comfort to a tired soul, Which all morning was submerged in wool, Cuddled by cute lamb, fresh and beautiful. Up in the
Why you should visit Africa
If you are in rural Africa, when the sun set you will be very lucky to witness events that you may never see elsewhere in
Amuse: Little flower
Dear Little Flower sitting, On the wooden plate I can’t help but wonder Why you glow, so red, Will it be, the squirrel Asked you
You and I…
You and I… Is my idea of a team Together, against odds, In ups and downs, Greatness and littleness, Plenty and scarcity You and I…
Four Nature Poems with Deborah Nnagbo, Shawny Johnson and Franklin Onuoha
Ogbunike Cave by Deborah Nnagbo There it lies with an open mouth, Basking in the unadulterated air of tradition. Bidding me to come in unto
The Wrong Way
I sit by the cliff edge To watch the lights go out And one by one they went Nothing made sense As we live in
Tradition: Iri Ji Festival
Let us pray (ka anyi kpe ekpere)Nna anyi, we gather againTo celebrate the New Yam!The King of all cropsWhich you blessed us withThe crop whose
Thoughts on Africa 2: Education
The function of education is to teach one to think intensively and to think critically. Intelligence plus character – that is the true goal of
Anyanwu Ututu m (My Morning sun)
Anyanwu ututu m My gift and joy from God Onyem ji eme onu You glow like the red chilli And you are sweet, Sweeter than
Wealth of Summer
“The flowers blossom in magnificent desires The tree leaves are greener, and the airs milder But are all these, the only wealth of the summer?”
Draw the Sun
Draw the sun and paint your dreams Believe in the little you do, hope for the best Connect to your mind, live your dream!
Welcoming November, with Love
There is this month which gave good memories It brings hope, joy and consolation And expectations grow when the month arrives The moments are like
Africa: Retelling the story
What if there was no love in me for you Africa…? I shrug, I will not think of it… I wonder which other songs are
The Butterfly
See Mother Natures art See her paintings, black and white Behold gift of the rising sun, The wind is a prize to be won So
Let us take a Walk
Now let us take a walk through the pine forest Through the shed which the forest provides Through the pathway where the leaves form a
The Tree leaves fall
Permit me a sec before reading this piece. I am pained to see the world destroy green life, I feel the grieve of these wonderful
Just by the Countryside
Just by the countryside… Where only fields of green stay And where the mud mix with the clay Live the blue Clouds that smiled always
The Traveler
The traveler is like the sun Which traverse the length of the Earth And seen her peoples and foods and cultures The traveler is like
Note: Nature as an African
Mother Nature is an African. I say this because I have seen why. Africa is unrivaled in wildlife species and variety. I have had
A far country
On crossing the imaginary line in my minds eye I see a country far away, farther than the length of the earth Where the
Loves Silhouette
The evening came shyly The sun set before us And the end of the world We see fall below the hilltop The sweet airs wind
Waiting for the Rain
We are baked in the sun While waiting for the rain, But now she remembered us The clouds has been moody and we knew she
Darkness falls
Darkness falls… The cries of night wolves and wild dogs Rent the airs far away deep in the forest The wind grew milder, the moon
The Wind
There was heavy wind, swooshing about Just behind the hut where the pots lay Now it surged. Paused, Sudden… Play The wooden doors creak restlessly
Lions and Lionesses
Lions could be cute and cuddly, But only without their teeth and claws! They prowl the thick vegetations of Africa And plains of South Asia…
Awake
I am awoken to the sound Of the lovely morning birds Twittering behind the green tree And the buzzing of the Bumblebee The sun rises
The Rising Sun
The sun rise up the clouds Quietly she wakes from her slumber She sucks up the mists on rooftops And on the branches of trees
