Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: nostalgia

  • Sounds 1

    In my previous reflections, I explored the vibrant world of colors that captivate our vision. Tonight, however, I invite you to join me on a different sensory journey as we delve into the enchanting realm of sounds that resonate with our ears and humanity. Sounds, much like colors, are essential to our existence and environment.…

  • Sunset—Nostalgia

    What makes you feel nostalgic? There’s that feeling of nostalgia when the sun drifts away from the hamlets, sinking, sailing through the clouds like a golden phantom, spherical like a child’s playball. Sometimes when it’s hot we wish away the sun and when it’s cold we wish the sun’s heat could warm our land. It’s…

  • 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…

  • To my childhood…

    I like to watch the sun rise, to wait while she cast her beauty on earth, So I wake early to fly my kite, to gather the stray bugs, worms and locust, The fields are my playground, a partner to hides and seek, I watch the sun, her golden smile, and light it brought to…

  • Home: Africa

    High up above the hills of Africa, the dark-winged clouds of the night were still folded above the village and surrounding valley. Man and the domestic animals that were his slept. But the antelope of the forest and the small fleet-footed gazelle were wide awake. In a short time, early morning dew descends from ancient…

  • African childhood Memories

    I long for my childhood days in rural Africa, To fill my lungs with morning air descending from hills And to till farmland that stretch into sunset Golden sunrise always kept everyone speechless And when birds welcome the day with choruses Sweet breezes gather to battle the sun warmth Infants may resume their wailing culture…

  • Just Kids By Jasmine Scroggins

  • Come, Watch the sunset

    Come, it’s sunset Let us ride towards it Hold my hands Watch the sleepy clouds

  • Nostalgia: Traveling memories

    I remember my first attempt at hunting. I was a little boy then and just arrived my hometown for holidays. It was fun and I was glad I went home. As a town boy I had little experience in hunting and general country life. Traveling home was a great way to get in touch with…

  • Beautiful South Africa

    Take a moment and breath… 💙💚🌺🌻 Images from I Love South Africa page…

  • Friendship

    Listen and ride through nostalgia Friendship may restore old memories Of joyful love and companionship

  • Dancing in the Rain

    Joy is dancing in the rain… 😊🤗🙃 Have you tried this before? #Nostalgia

  • Let’s dance in the Rain

    Let’s dance in the rain Throw me a handful Catch my water blow And throw me another Let’s play under the rain, Hides and seek Catch the rain drops And take your trophies!

  • Morning Sun

    Hail the sun rises with her gold, Across the horizon she paints the land The green great plains lay low Watching her presence grow The hills rise to meet her warmth Desiring the joy she brought to the hamlet