Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: African nature

  • Amuse: Fighting Bird

    This little fluffy guy is busy fighting his image on my reflector glass. Who’s staring back at you? Get him, buddy. 😁

  • Sunrise in Eswatini

    Do you notice how the sun’s golden blanket spread across the horizon? Life in rural Africa unhurriedly returns to its weekend chores. Breath in! Good morning Africa! 💚🌱

  • The Spotted Hyena: Africa’s Strongest Teeth!

    Passion If I didn’t have a degree in finance or work in different humanitarian aid endeavours such as schools and human rights institutions, I would be a zoologist or a vet. This love for nature was captured in my nursery school report as a kid who loves playing with living objects. Then, I had a…

  • Pause: Listen and Watch

    Pause Listen Sometimes the wind speaks, The birds sing as they fly, And the rivers throw up sounds Insects display incessant zithering, Rainfall is the beat of the rooftop, And woodpecker’s pecking is a rhythm Pause Watch Sometimes trees draw with dropping leaves, The sands are her drawing board, The crickets burrow on the sand,…

  • The Human Mind As Art

    You’re Beautiful We’re busy admiring the stars, rivers, hills and all-natural wonders in between. We overlooked the ‘man’ that made the picture complete. It’s our ingenuity that creates beautiful artwork, architectural prowess and imaginative literature. We’re an integral part of nature and hence have a significant role to play in the maintenance and preservation of…

  • Reflecting on the Sunset

    There’s that feeling of nostalgia when the sun drifts away from the hamlets, sinking, sailing through the clouds like a golden phantom, spherical like a child’s playball. Sometimes when it’s hot we wish away the sun and when it’s cold we wish the sun’s heat could warm our land. It’s man’s nature to want balance…

  • Waterfalls

    Listen to Nature sing from the waterfalls, She thrashes her garments upon the rocks And wash them with very soft palms She sends soft waters crashing into the pool Watching the blue skies as her fingers work When the waters descend they form Curtains of white mist And when the waters touch the pool below…