Okechukwu’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: Isuikwuato

  • Nostalgia: Hills I Call Home

    I sit outside my granny’s house, clad in blankets and a pillow. It was a rainy day and a very cold one. The cold extended into the evening and early night. The village is surrounded by streams and hills and this must have contributed to the extreme weather. I left town a few hours ago…

  • Home: Africa

    High above the hills of Africa, the dark clouds of night still stretched over the village and surrounding valley. Humankind and their domesticated animals slept, but the antelope of the forest and the small, fleet-footed gazelle remained wide awake. In a short span, early morning dew falls from ancient hills. Darkness dances with light. Misty…

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  • Homeland

    I love you homeland

  • Another visit to Ovim’s Hills

  • Ide Stream

  • Umukwu’s Masquerades

  • Back Home

  • In Ovim 2

  • In Ovim

    I’m back to Ovim Isuikwuato, my hometown. It has been a long week for me, marking and grading students’ math exam. Coupled with the noisy neighbourhood, the stress nearly overwhelmed me. Thank God it’s Friday. Now far away from work and town’s hustle bustle, I can feel myself heal. The surrounding hills – notably Ugwu…

  • Nature: Best Vacation

    Nothing heals faster than Nature and this healing feeling is unexplainable. It’s something everyone should experience. Most vacations should include moving away from hustle bustle and noisy streets of familiarity and town. I can’t say what works for everyone but if you need inspiration or thinking space, I recommend travelling to the countryside, where serenity…

  • Why you should visit Africa 3

    From nature reserves to rivers and lakes, and from stunning valleys to exotic wildlife, Africa has a lot to offer. Welcome to this edition of Why You Should Visit Africa brought to you by Oiroegbu.com. 1. Adventure: If you truly love nature and adventure, then you should visit Africa. There’s so much to do and…

  • Sunset in Ovim

    Yesterday I trekked to the market square. During my lonely trek I met old friends and distant relatives. As noted before, in Africa we place much value on family and friends. My trek was short, because the market was just around the corner. I bought two pieces of dried meat from a vendor, one for…

  • A poem for Ovim, Isuikwuato

  • Muse: Homecoming

    Nada o! O nada o! Nada o! I’m back o! Kuje kusanar, go and tell them! Bring my jug, bring me kola, bring a mat, For justice will be done to Mama’s soup pot I must lay under the mango tree tonight To watch the stars glitter and hear the crickets sing Ah… I’m glad!…

  • Musing: The Hills top

    I stand at the top, savoring this freedom Oh hear me, hear me sweet Freedom! I see the happy white clouds sail away, I see the black hawks circle above me, I hear the sound of talking, of machines, of the wild, altogether! I see mother Natures great painting tablet, I see the town and…

  • The Hills of Isuikwuato

    1.  See these monuments standing to salute, to greet the great and small,  From the top, the tree branches wave their way through the wind And down below, their roots, like men’s arms pop out of the ground Across the skies, just above the hills, light blue clouds abound 2.  Mushrooms are the landlords, they…

  • Isuikwuato

  • The Hamlets’ songs

    Tonight I write of a beautiful countryside Nested in the forests, at the foot of hills in the East, A quiet place that taught me the songs of Nature And fed me with fruits fresh from all blooming trees! * In the morning, fine birds gather to build nests Their strong choral concert disturb the…

  • Ina murna (I’m excited) 

  • At the countryside

    The scent of travelling delights me To lands I have been or haven’t seen But it is more desiring to go somewhere, Quiet, natural and homely- Nothing compares to this ideology The smell of gasoline and burnt tires Is now my friendly companion For the road has been a customer And places my joyful partner…

  • My humble land

    Now the morning has come finally After the stress of yesterdays rain This hilly land wakes warily Our pots are full of Heavens blessings Sweet musings and fine sights are all about me The bees, the green hills, the swans that fly away The vast fields of flowers which crops the Lilies And the blue…

  • A son of the hamlet

    I was born and bred in a big city But nought interests me More than a quiet life Which the serene hamlets give I was the king of the jungle With maidservants and menservants And a great sand house Filled with sand-made yams Commanding the mango fruit To fall for my noon delight And the…

  • Africa’s poetale

    Africa is a budding cocoon A shy, fragile and cute butterfly With shaky wings meant to fly Living, in a desperate world Africa is the gigantic tree That grows by the side of the river Shielding the lengths of the forests And feeding the lifes around it Africa is a mountain highly peaked With white…

  • The rivulet, Oko’pia

    You stay far away And you beckon to us From the quiet hamlets, we hear you call Messages passing through the forest rumbling stomach To the white clouds garnished by the sunshine And the tree pathways, leading to you We sit on your banks, telling stories of the wild You let the trees surrounding us…

  • Umudinja

    Tonight, reminds me of thee motherland Thee land of great forests and men! Of streams and vast farmlands! The home of the Cashew and the Palm The scenery of Mother Natures beauty A painted work, done only by Nature herself Great hills and vales surround thee Oh how love flows when you are remembered All…

  • Umukwu: In Cold Mornings

  • The Stream, Kpere

    Then I heard your drift, Flowing through the forest Washing men’s nakedness… When there was love When on the stream side I sit Trying to peer thru the tall shrubs I saw the white clouds Clear as the sweet spring water Leaping in joyful haste, In boundless ecstasy Washing the little rocks Pulling pebbles along…

  • Ovim, my homeland

  • Isuikwuato

  • Let Them Hear

    Let them hear… From the hills of Isuikwuato My sleepy hilly land From my new’est bride Uyo To the ancient muds of Enugu From Makurdi’s Benue river beach To those peaked crags of Jos Let them hear… As I dream of the undying Lights of the Lagoon city The snake lanes of Abuja Cockcroachin’ thru…