Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: hue

  • Colors and Tales

    Do colors tell stories too? I would say yes. Have you seen a field of ripe wheat or a bunch of yellow mangoes? The golden heads of wheat tell stories of a potential harvest. The murky water rushing down the hills conveys tales of pollution. From my personal experience, a dusty stream suggests that a…

  • Wild Colors

    Sweet and wonderful are smell of dry air in the breezy and solitary open LIke that of bread soaked in margarine, quasi burned in the oven The taste is remindful of romantic acquaintances hewn to fields of Roses Stretched afar, to where the lands open to other lands of colors and scents The fineness of…

  • The Summers Tale

    When summers come around The flowers bloom, red, pink The clouds are proud with mild sun Joy gives hope, the bridges a link The green fields grow We see the farmers sow The summer leaves, taking the hue Blowing all a hearty kiss As her cold monstrous nephew Comes taking the once a bliss The…