Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: farm

  • Morning view of Uwaoma Hill

    Exotic view of Ugwu Uwaoma! The pathway leads to Umukwu, my granny’s place. This morning I was privileged to pass through this ancient hill. Around the hill are ponds and streams. There are Catfish and other species in them. I will visit the farm later to collect some wood. I heard there’s a stream before…

  • The cry of Harvest

    Harvest seasons are pretty lovely times For wheat turn pale, then glitter like gold And roses grow even redder with the heat If the strong winds stayed a little more time Then the lawn will be filled with stray fruits; So birds with rodents will make a dish of some At each sunset, the farmers…

  • The path to Harvest

    Joy is the fruit blossomed in the heart of the farmer His smiles are meshed with the days toil and sweat Patches of brown earth possess a part of his tired face On his shoulders he carries a huge basket with some tools And now it is harvest time…   Now the fields are ripe,…

  • A farmers smile

    The days work is done The farmer return with smiles The mother hold the little one And welcome him who labor The infant grips the fathers arm Afraid not to let go A lullaby from this voice he waits for “All is well” A tale of farmlore The strength of the farmer Gone beyond the…

  • Our African Heritage

    The sun has risen with hopes It throws its light on our faces On our farms, and our homes And we see our shadows cast back Our African heritage comes alive To do her best for all human kind For all beautiful infants For all that gives life This is our own, our pride From…