Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: musing

  • Becoming Time

    How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life? For a long time, I believed life moved in straight lines: effort leads to achievement, achievement leads to clarity, and clarity leads to peace. I thought of time as a neutral backdrop—something that simply passed while I did the real…

  • Perspectives: So Big, So Small

    I wrote a quote about this some time ago; this post is a revised version. I’ve always wondered how big an aircraft can be. Standing near one feels so massive that it could hold hundreds of people as they board. I often imagine the passengers inside a passing plane from the ground. Where are they…

  • Go Forth and Sparkle

    Leave gold dust wherever you stray,In kind words, in light, in gentle sway.Let hearts you touch in warmth still glow—A trace or say trail of love is all to sow.

  • The Bee and The Bloom

    A bumblebee buzzed with bumbling grace,Zipping and dipping all over the place.It spotted a flower, so red and sweet,And said, “Well hello there—my sugary treat!” It wiggled and jiggled and landed just right,Its belly fuzzy, with stripes shining bright.Then whispered, “Dear flower, don’t mind if I stay,I’m just here for nectar… and maybe to play.”

  • Maybe 4

    Maybe heartbeats are drumsticksRolling out beats for loved onesAnd each moment we get a hugIt’s an assurance that we are home

  • Musing:  The Railroad 

    Iron metal Crisscrossing  Dragging through the dust Like the snake, iron snake.  Tracks lay ahead as far as our eyes go,  Crawling through the urban and rural;  The countryside with her quiet forest  The township with her hustle bustle  The clouds are free of you They watch your snake lanes Cockroach through rocks and tunnels…

  • Natures Tale: The Sun rays

    * Take a walk in the woods,  Dive into the envelope of tall tree branches Admire the tents that Nature erected Savor the teasing of fresh airs And watch the sun rays streak through the tree leaves 1 The canopy hides the shrieks and tweets  Of birds and rodents  Creepy amphibians croak out their hearts…

  • When there was love

    When there was love, I saw the cloud Clear as crystal, like the sweet spring Leaping in joyful haste to other lands,  Oh happy water, hissing away, joyfully Tumbling off rocks, falling from heights * Now I sit musing over the fast flowing stream Two things wont ever come back, water and time! 

  • Musing: The Ostrich

    1 To you my feathery friend, I write In the greying fields, your fur I sight Dangling by your sides are your wings Your neck is up, for a long time you sing 2 Caw caw, caw caw those are your favorite words The wind is your friend, the soil is your playground The shrub…

  • Musing of a Lover

    I have thrown caution to the wind, and when I looked back I caught you staring Your smiles warm my heart as the suns mildness upon the Earth on summertime The birds sing on the branches outside, to me it is a welcome song of you and your voice The grasses around the Rose flower…

  • The Rainbow, 1st

    1 The rainbow is my favorite color  Her beauty radiates upon the cloud Dressed like a man wearing a talisman Savoring the scent of the sweet airs,  A mirage because the rain won’t fall after all 2 There sits the rainbow across the firmaments Watching quietly, observing the rules of the airs Belittling the heights of…

  • Musing: Countryside 

                                                                                              1 I am hidden in the thickly wooded forest land Tucked…

  • The moon and night plays

    Yells, cries of children disturb the nights silence In the moonlight they dance, they play in the distance Casting shadows upon the lonely tree’d pathway Tumbling on sands, caring not for neither man nor scorpion They make figures, people and tall castles of clay Happily they yell, desiring nothing under the queer moon Meanwhile the…

  • Musing: Halved, the Legend

    1 Now I write you a piece of my heart tonight In the growing Harmattan and her temperament I am cut in two- I am halved in your Providence One for your happiness, another for Your happiness 2 This piece of heart tells a tale of the sea folk a story of survival, a war…

  • A muse: The Thunder and her nephew

    When the thunder storm descends The clouds rumble with a quake, For the Earth and her companions She cuts up a powerful link Letting her much younger nephew Take a solid images of the quiet world Every other force goes on pause, on mute While the two siblings enjoy their ride Through the Earth, through…

  • Waiting for the Rain

    We are baked in the sun While waiting for the rain, But now she remembered us The clouds has been moody and we knew she must surely cry now she wept, throwing rain water All over the little hamlet Now I claim the first drop And you claim the next drop Oh look up and…

  • Smiley

    I like you to blow out laughing Turn around and see me make a face I like to see you smile The pains in my heart go soothed away I want to see the curves of your mouth dance to the lyrics of my daydream But call me names if you would Call me the…

  • Lions and Lionesses

    Lions could be cute and cuddly, But only without their teeth and claws! They prowl the thick vegetations of Africa And plains of South Asia… With their manes as crowns They rule the African jungle They roar from afar… And all tenants of the wild; Deer, Elephant, Boar, Zebra Wake to listen! In the night,…

  • Watch the sun rise

    I watch the sun shine thru my window Throwing me a familiar wink And painting the curtain gold Thru the city streets the lights glow Like the color of brew which men drink On all faces it shone, young and old Day breaks again in the city My heart long for something else My dreams…

  • Lullaby: Rain drums

    Tap tap tap tap… The first drops fall, Look up, and see a battalion Rushing down in haste Scattering in multitudes, Causing ‘chaos’ to the city Splashing happily, joyfully Upon all who dare stand before it The night rains are nice When they come with the wind- With a very strong wind It made my…

  • July

    Here comes a month… Fresh and blessed With even a strike of rainfall And the golden face of the Sun Which delight, I call my imagination The night will be as usual… Full of cricket shrieks And the love I always knew   I wish you a beautiful July A happy new month to all…

  • Three Short Poems: The Stars, June and Thankful

    ::The Stars:: We wait under the old mango tree Counting the glittering stars And lying on the sandy soil To get a better glimpse of the skies The Wind is our guest, She mocks the rendezvous She whispers the tunes of Nature And drag tree leaves with it An evening of quietness A moment to…

  • Muse: Ne’er too late

    When the sun fails to wake, The day grows so cold and gloomy The Dew cast her spell on the day From the hilltops, vales and lakes To the countryside which is woody, And the ponds where the ducks lay There is no ‘life’ in the sad day By the riverside, the wind blast Throwing…

  • The Rainmakers Tale: Tradition

    PROLOGUE Give me some rain, Take away the present situation Let the wind bid me warn again Give me rain, dear Heaven! (1.) Let if flood the browned farmlands Let it refresh the waters of the ponds And the hards rocks upon the dry Earth Let the hamlet be full of the wet clay salt…

  • A beautiful day

    The light has come upon my eyes Birds twitter behind the windows glass Beautiful sunrise across the horizon The skies are gold, so is the land Voices of people are drawn to me What a marvelous day it will be! The big sleepy town wakes very slowly Man, woman, child, pets, trees, Lilies I see…

  • Oke Iroegbu’s Shepherds Tale

    (1) Is it not a great night to write? What beats our lovely imagination When stars fall with colors bright Or as a ninja-faced Soy bean sprout? (2) The nights are like firecrackers Blossoming into beautiful stars When they hit the soft sky Shedding light shots of hues They remind a tired shepherd Of the…

  • Musing: My Doves

    Feathers flapping Sitting on my arms With their young claws Not to let go Not to fall down Man and dove Care and love When I hold you two up with care You stare into my eyes with curiosity What a dark world Your fine eyeballs Seem to say, Roving around my place On my…

  • The Lover of my life

    You’re the lover of my life my other half Since you came my way I have beautiful days I am so in love with you I am not ashamed to

  • Awake

    I am awoken to the sound Of the lovely morning birds Twittering behind the green tree And the buzzing of the Bumblebee The sun rises quietly Her rays shine brightly The clouds are blue Painted by a fine hue All about the bright skyline The scouting hawks and doves whine And under a trees shelter…

  • Friday

    The nights may be dull… But there are fresh morning airs That this beautiful morning shares It grows with the comely light Letting all feel the suns’ warmth As she rise from behind the cloud Painting the land, bright and gold The airs are for all; The sun flower with its bright colors And the…

  • Musing: Cold Nights

    Cold nights come sometimes It brings to me memories Which I thought I lost on the way Nevertheless, I see who I become From what I was many moments ago Cold nights remind me of… A tender boy I was And when I cried for most things It reminds me of when I was caring…

  • Musing: Four Poems of Oke’ Iroegbu

    (i.) The Moon The Moon is following me And with her light I see Wherever I walk she stalks Behind my shadow she follows And how she sweeps the land Looking for me in the quiet clan (ii.) Village Square The nights dancing festival Brings all, big and small The farmer, the wine tapper The…

  • Musing: Stare into my eyes

    1. I love to stare into your eyes To let you know how special you are I heave a sigh of relieve Each time, tears of grieve Dry from your pretty face Never let go of sweet memories Make them stay in your bossom Enjoy all blossoming Summers And the ice-cold Winters But never let…

  • Folk: The sunny Forest

    Once in a quiet sunny forest The cruel Sun starved the Earth And her little furry inhabitants Of drinking water and comfort The Owls & Wolves yawn in hunger No one was able to decipher Why the Sun brought her asunder As all was thirsty for water The forests dwellers hatched a plan One of…

  • My Love Song

    Glittering stars. The night is alive Airs of the day Fireflies of the night The grey moon; For all had gathered And to see this love They have come Waters rush in haste Upon the little tide Of the Stream And her waterfalls Sweet spring! Pulling the stubborn fern And the stray crabs The cymbals…

  • The Snail-cart

    We are riding behind the snail cart And now, we can see the wide world Truely. As she is and not what it seem With this speed my nation can see All we had left behind and forgotten All that slowed us and our speed bumps Ah! We seem not to enjoy the ride anymore…

  • Musing: Illusion

    “I compare you to this month Blessed April with blue eyes Clear as the benevolent Cloud Full of perfect but right actions And a loving stormy mouth Which glow in the quiet night And with your imaginary wand You stray thru my mind like an illusion” I wrote a poem But I forgot your name…

  • Another Tale of a Shepherd

    Nothing compares to the sweet sleep Of all good and hardworking shepherds He retires with a fine and adorable smile And to his bed of wool, he lays Tuning into the local radio station To listen to some old folk songs Nodding almost silently to the rhythm Smiling to the memories of the stressful day…

  • Musing: The wandering man

    “When I retire after each days work is done I don’t tell people my experiences though But I have them, do I look like someone Who is bothered? You would never know…” Once I happened upon a man Bearded. Long. Tall and bendy At first, methought he lost his mind But when he called out…

  • April

    March bears the Winter on her back And with one more nod to say bye She takes her leave to the Earths’ borders With this time of the heated sun It is even time to introduce some New flavors and dishes on the table The sun rise and the rain falls Brown earth stays everwhere…

  • Musing: For a special friend

    Can I call you my engine or engineer You steer my desires like the wheel You play the strings of my heart like the guitar You sink my sorrows like the submarine And make my heart skip beats always I race forward like the locomotive Up the hills, with force and might You train my…

  • Musing: A Lovers Tale

    “I will love you even when the tree leaves fall In the winters cold and summers heat I will love you even when the days are gone And when the nights grow even darkest” I submit to you All I have and own I am your servant But I am your lover The nights must…

  • Musing: Easter

    Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends… John 15.13 WorldEnglishBible Easter signifies love and care The festivities rent the airs And now we all love and share For Christ came and died for man Bringing mercies unknown to men From Divine stores, made in Heaven To…

  • Wanderer by Obiajulu Nwodo

    Wander-man, Tiger-man moves; sipping from different fountains overflowing with milk of life and death He hops; From Jagua Nana to Annan Wanger Never satisfied with his own wife and life Hannah Who Kisses empty sheets Droops and sags in Jeans Eating Bullshit Wander-man, Bat-man Fly! While Hannah cries High five! Wine! While Hannah dies You…

  • The Painter

    Once I met a painter A fine and petit young man At the corner of the street he lived Working away, minding his business And living so solitary, that I wondered “Hallo sir! What do you really paint?” I must have sounded sheepish For who won’t call a pen, a writer When you know the…

  • Musing: Made for you

    “Come, come closer… Keep your palms on mine Look into my eyes See how much you mean to me” 1 Come and feel my steel shine Call me your gladiator Your defender, your shield, your man I am your shepherd 2 Have you seen my birds cackle? Call me your farmer I will press the…

  • Poetale: The old man and the Garden

    Once upon my little hamlet When the mornings are quiet And the villagers all move out Some to the farms, some to the rivulets, Even though it rained the previous night I went to the garden in the morning The clouds were bright and sunny The wasps and bees were out hunting I saw an…

  • I am: Three poems of Okechukwu Iroegbu

    (1.) Hail the sun rises! Down from the hidden hills And up to the white clouds The rains has come upon us And Mother Natures romance has begun (2.) I am a rainmaker For the days are stuffy and hot And to the cold rains we must go I am a painter For each morning…

  • Musing: Airy Night

    “I hear the wind come behind me As I sit, backing my open windows I hear the wind summon the rains And this time, night has fallen upon all” The wind tickles my true fancy It plays flutes like the Arabians Who try to wake a sleeping adder The nights grow quiet, I feel the…

  • Musing: I wonder

    I wonder if it was a crime to love Or yet a sin to even try at all; But then memories sift into time Amazed to the worlds littleness, The world seeks after lust A shrug I must to this vanity To love oneself is true happiness But as the nights turn to days And…