Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: Igboland

  • Poetale after the Days work

    Now we gather by the fireside Waiting for yams to roast Warming our hands in the heat On this evening, cool and mild The dreams we wait to dream The waiting pillow beckoning The tales in hopes of telling And a joyful evening it seems The hot day had gone up those hills Releasing a…

  • Muse: The Rising Sun

    When mornings come, it blankets the Earth with her mist Then the bees must search for nectar as the flowers wait,  The green and yellow hoppers stay in the sun, patient  Eating the full of the land; munching at the wheat Unconcerned, if the farmer will have enough to harvest Then the warmth of life…

  • Breaking the Igbo Kola Nut

    God our tryst makerOur lover and He who knows allChineke m, ke bi nigwe!Maker of the UniverseHe whom fetches water with a basketTo disgrace the bucketHe who whips us with one handAnd consoles us with the otherHe who stills a raging seaHe who made the Kola nutThe King of all foods!We come to You, our…