Okechukwu’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

  • To my childhood…

    I like to watch the sunrise, waiting as she casts her beauty on earth. So I wake early to fly my kite and gather stray bugs, worms, and locusts. The fields are my playground, a partner in hide-and-seek. I watch the sun, her golden smile, and the light it brings to my community. I adore…

  • 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…

  • 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

  • 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