Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: musing

  • 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…

  • The African mist

    1. The mists still settle upon the hamlet The hills, the vales and the green forests All is treacherously hidden in it One must tread very carefully, lest You step on a stray scorpion or serpent Or fall into a ditch or a fast flowing rivulet The morning took the place of the night And…

  • March’s Night Rain

    “Oh goodness it rains! The windows clap about And the curtains dance To the wooing songs Of the sweet airy Night” And I can feel the rain drops through the window And the smell of the new rain upon the dusty roof The curtains blow up and down my weary face All is cold, all…

  • Musing: The Cricket and I

    “Weet weet weet… Weet weet!” I hear the screeching of the little cricket Calling to the quietness in my heart 1. As the light of the lamp fade slowly Then time brought back my memories For in my sweet and lonely reverie A desire come to me for some poetry 2. Left with the screeching…

  • The First Rains

    “Tap-tap tap, tap tap… Tap! I hear the pat-pattering of the first rain drops As they fall in quiet, indifferent but solemn grace … From the comfort of my warm dear bed…” The heavy wind blew up the curtains Sending papers and nylons flying high The skies are grossly dark and faceless The wind blew…

  • The Violins of the Nights

    Now let’s have some evening breeze And with it let a tale about it be told Always the night is cold but noisy Creatures of the dark and creepy places Move about, bothering the peace of men The sounds of the night is strange But to some, it is a great acquaintance A reunion of…

  • Muse: Nature Inspired

    Life is all about finding what gives you happiness Fortunate for me, I found these in Natures embrace I love to live my life with what gives me abundant joy. Seeing live animals around and green plants upon the soil Watching the golden sun rise above the grey hills And the joyful memories that come…

  • Brothers with Fonuoha and Ciroegbu

    (i.) Laughter is a sweet wine She goes into the eyes Burning the desires of men Family is a nice paradise (ii.) Friendship is like a flying Eagle Flying above quiet blue waters In love there is no need for struggle Nothing like a sister or brother (iii.) Sometimes things and people change But nothing…

  • Musing: The Light, Paper, Curtains and My Head

    (i) Light Nothing feels better sitting in a quiet room And all you desire is but the sweet loneliness Laying in the dark room were the light is faint Musing over your ups and downs on a paper (ii) Paper Strange how my room is littered with papers Torn, painted, carved, squeezed, here and there…

  • A duel inside

    Most duels are fought without, Some, more important, in us, What kills is that element of doubt… Let us unravel the journey first! I wait, hoping for a smile from you Its not that hard, if you give it a try, I know you have battled pain, I know your dreams were always high! Let…

  • Just after I wake

    I wake to the light shining on my weary face To Heavens airs and my Gods unfailing grace Before now, the window was half open Dark it was then, but for the waking sun My fancy, my imaginations knew no bound For even in my reverie, my wits stay around Crickets which stay in hidden…

  • My Musing: February 11

    Aha, my mind seems to laugh at me… But I cared so little for what it thinks I say to it, “there are more to life than you see” And for the world I say, “follow the sun as it sinks” For a shepherd, I am a stranger and sojourner …Travelling to a land far,…

  • A Tale of the Wildwoods 3: Summer arrives

    And when the beautiful summer happened to come… Upon the glades and vales of the wildwoods The Mountain stood quietly by the forest side Sniffing the sweet smell come from fresh growing flower shrubs The happy birds come flying back home Followed by all pretty insects and the boar herd The skies are tinted with…

  • Musing: Baby Chicken

    The days hours go fast The sun makes all lazy Then came two strange looking birds Straying away from the hen brood To come sit beside me Ignoring their mother hens calls Funny birds! But they were all sitting beside me Listening to the airy wind And the sounds coming from trees Maybe they thought…

  • The Desert city

    The church bell chimes quietly in the city But this little town is left to Pity’s mercy The only noise heard was the airs whine Upon the obscure paintings as the only signs Old dirty newspapers fly about Passing telegrams to misty ghosts Swerving from one side of the road to another Times decaying touch…

  • A New Day

    The morning sun brings joy Now that the dark has gone And the clan is wide awake To begin the days routine The clouds are bright For the new day has come Birds fly away over the hills The forest trees drift about The mists are sucked off As the heat of the Sun shine…

  • A beautiful morning

    It is a beautiful morning With the Golden sun rising And my slumberness, waking This Light comes new to me A perfect start for a day to be Your Love Jehovah comes to me For You are this pretty Light I see From behind the light curtains The sweet blessed airs flow in They come…

  • Musing

    The dusts wane Clouds are free of them Birds ski up the sky And people return home A fresh start to begin And that is just lifes swing

  • Quiet nights

    Quiet nights can be romantic And when one- a poet is alone Words of reason come to him But stray night flies sing about And the crickets quiz themselves Proposing numerous theories Asking questions and reminding One another of the quiet day To them the nights should be noisy It should be one of merriment…

  • Masquerades

    Strings of flax fall from your stress Hides carved from animal skin And strange cloth embellish you You swerve around like a drunk Scaring children and younger folk Caring for nothing but for asunder The masks on you remind of the hyena Your whip dragging behind you as you walk As you seek peoples’ doors…

  • Musing: Chinyere Duroha

    I heard you fought near Libya And other parts of North Africa The stories told of your bravery And as I watch your old pictures As you pose with a rifle in the front I wonder, I ponder Will I ever grow your courage? I was told about your exploits About how you beat up…

  • A Muse: Arise, my Sunshine

    Goodmorning my sunshine Should I let the curtains open To let the suns warmth reach us? See the sun rise fast above the clouds From the silhouettes of caves she rises Showing herself in between two cliffs Painting the grey land gold; There is smell of burning grass Come from farms awaiting the suns heat…

  • 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…

  • Hold my hands

    Hold my hands Let’s take this stroll together Let’s grow older together Your smiles light my world I am lost to endless wonder Hold my hands Let’s take this walk together Let’s smile at each other Let’s walk beneath the tree shed In a dry and airy evening of December Hold my hands Let’s forget…

  • Christmas

    How happy the day ended And now the stars glitter in the night With laughters of joy resounding about While up the hills, the grass burn How joyful the hugs and smiles are From loved ones and friends And the entire acquiantance made As celebrations and festivities abound Now the birth of our Lord, Christ…

  • Festive Season

    In the mornings and evening And as the sun rises each day Comes the joy of the festive season On the roadsides the dry grasses lay Waiting to be gathered and burned So the flames can dance happily To meet the sky, his sweet bride And the fest ends as the soot falls solemnly But…

  • 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…

  • Musing: Besides the Waterfall

    I stand before the rocks On the edge were waters fall Through the block were ferns grow And the white crystals drop solemnly And I call out to thee Hear me, dear mother Nature Though I am confused and shy I come to ask of thee something All about me, I fear greatly I fear…

  • Fantasy: “I Am”

    I am a mist Covering the green woods In the early hours of the morning Descending upon the streets a mirage I am a shadow Hiding in the quiet streets Following lights wherever it goes Swerving about in the lights flicker I am a rainmaker One who invokes the rain One who calls upon the…

  • Musing: Sun Rising in Africa

    When the sun rises upon the quiet hamlet There is joy, there are smiles and laughter The curtains are thrown open for light The golden rays of the sun swing in Hopes are high, answers to prayers come The children roll out their bicycles As their dogs follow them, fast The little ones stay behind,…

  • Kpe’re in the Harmattan

    Now real love feels like Standing on a rocky land Surrounded by bamboo trees On a very hot sunny day By the side of a flowing stream Filled with children playing In the coldness of the waters And watching the hovering hawks Circle the area like a scout As each burst of Heavenly air Shakes…

  • Love Life

    Sometimes life is dry and brown The green leaves of trees mean a little The sight of snails crawling gives no fun And all about there is no color or joy The firmaments seem to be grey The rain that falls tickles painfully And the scorching sun so annoying Isolation from Natures cruelty comes But…

  • Musing: Morning Rain

    There’s a spark outside Like a strange thunderclap Hailing his younger cousin Waking the town from her slumber Pushing fear into the hearts of many But for those who know the trick Now it rains with might The whole town goes damp Drawing long straight lines Which no man can draw better The crystal rain…

  • The Days Dream

    Now we sit around grinning The day has fast gone by We had spent the sweat The Sun has taken her toil But now we are here Glancing at the moonlight Wishing good dreams to the skies Watching the stars glitter From firmaments far away But then, the hope of the day The hope and…

  • August

    August says hi to you all It says keep your ears close Closer to his warm chest And you shall know How happy he is to meet you! Have a swell Month and August 8th is my birth day!

  • Haiku: The Bridge

    What is more beautiful than to build bridges To bring two different worlds together To bring in two nations to one embrace To bring land over a wide spread of water?

  • 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…

  • Musing: The Love I have

    I found love in the air I breath Love in the waving trees Love in life, wild and close Love in a friendly dogs stare In the dark blue skies I found love in your eyes I found love loving Love in giving And love in being with Nature Now I found love today! Guess…

  • 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…

  • The Clan and The Day

    So the sun rise quietly Behind the hill in the hamlet A smile spreads across the clan Children, pets: dogs and cats Boys with catapults and traps Girls with baskets for water Men gather, ready for a hunt And the women make soup So the day wakes the clan And the clan makes the day

  • Musing: Cold Mornings

    Cold morning Monster weather Heaven filters in Her dew and airy lather We stare, we shake The cold kept us awake

  • The Descendant, a rains incantation

    The rain falls softly It falls light on me And it minds not why Amazed of such One of uncertainty Of the rain drops falling On I who was a bloodline Break the kola Wave the palm frond Call the wind, and … And listen carefully For the mother of the rain Muster some courage…

  • Musing: The Sugar Ant

    I wonder how you sniff out my sugar The trails to my little cupboard stands The taste beckons to you, And when I return from my issues, weary I see you and your brethren Mocking my ever precious sugar!

  • Musing: Lesson

    This evening, watching the ants A good lesson came by Keep love in your heart And every challenge is conquered Oiroegbu Halls

  • She

    She lay in my arms Quiet, whispering and thinking Listening to the tune Of the Pines outside I saw the pain, the grief The despair maybe from disappointment Not sure of the future I wonder, I search her I look all about for a clue Beautiful she is, just lonely Wallowing in an unseen pain…

  • Musing: Loves Poetry

    Many days loneliness Kept me from the world Sometimes I feel out casted From the grip of the world From this cruel, crooked world Nothing excites my fancy But you… Dear Lord You brought poetry to me You made it my dream Now as it came to me It made my life so beautiful Putting…