Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: december

  • Verses of December

    THE MIST The morning is filled with the mist The pathways are treacherous Filled with stray serpents and scorpions Come to land to get some warmth HARMATTAN The heat burns the flesh Dried skin and teary eyes The wind is merciless pushing away All that dared to stand before her BURNING GRASSES Burnt grasses give…

  • A bright morning in December

    Wake up Walk up to the window side Watch the golden sun rise Majestically from the East Feel the morning airs Swooshing thru the yellow fields Feel the heat of mother Nature The warmth that gives life Look around, look out for the birds Migrating and home comers It is bright morning It’s a nice…