Tag: Okechukwu Iroegbu

  • 8 August: Birthday Wish

    Birthdays are rare They come once in a year Unique Birthday: A set of Eights! Ah, it’s today. 8th day of 8th month of the year 2020. I usually write poems or stories to celebrate but this year’s birthday is unique. So instead of a poem I’ll muse about the actual numbers that made my…

  • To my First Grays

    You make me look old Like the folktales I told I wish away old age But they say gray is sage I feel happy warmth, When I muse over it

  • Thoughts on Africa: oiroegbu.com

    My name is Okechukwu. I’m a Math teacher and I’m the brain behind oiroegbu.com. I’m from Isuikwuato in Nigeria. I enjoy writing. I love watching wildlife and playing Sudoku. Initially, oiroegbu.com was a poetry blog, but was modified to accommodate other thoughts, personal experiences and places I’ve been to. Hopefully, I’ll start traveling more, to…

  • A Tale of the Wild Woods: Cold world

    When the last winter snow melted Several things had changed The tree leaves had less dew And the tree roots hid in the sand The skies were dark blue, Drawing images of floating clouds Few birds came sailing through the sky Larks, Swallows, Parrots and Cuckoos Danced in the clear skies And from the mist,…

  • I’m coming home, with Deborah Nnagbo

    1. Dn I’m coming home,dear forgotten land. For I’ve wandered so far away in the dungeon of life, So far away I journeyed into the rusted past. I picked pebbles of zeal and sealed my fears, I traveled far from home searching for hope Beside the faded branches of loss and pain I was blinded…

  • Muse: Imaginations

    First, it is good to know everyone has got the ability to imagine Whether you keep thoughts of failure or dream of a great win, All is possible and our minds must accept that which it is fed with Now if you must fly watch the Cranes, watch also the clouds, If you must swim…

  • Soul of Poetry

    ” Poetry haunts my soul Poetry flies thru the thickets, On a hot desert drive Daring the mamba to come dance With the cunny hawks hovering the sky” 1. Masked tribesmen bother the Lions sleep, huuthuut- hututu Down the thickets of the bushland strange music of the birds play They sing, they say… Wai-oo, wai-oo…

  • Hospitality as Love

    Genesis 18.2 The world can only stand when we learn to love The culture and philosophy of live and let live Teaches us to live while letting others live Let the Eagle perch, let also the Kite perch None should forbid the other from perching The love we give returns to us in some other…

  • Gods Love Endures: A Happy Birthday to me

    ”…Goodness and mercy shall follow me, all the days of my life and I shall dwell in the House of the Lord for ever and ever, amen.” From the rising to the setting sun Gods love endures forever and ever In the warm summer or cold winter And by His Grace we are winners! Let…

  • 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…

  • 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: To a Future…

    (i.) “Open the windows of your heart See the wonders outside; besides you” I like to write this for you, dear For memoirs of what we share And as the last days drew near A moment of truth, I can swear I care for all which come to me The butterflies which fine colors I…

  • Start new, 2016

    Seeing this fresh new year Reminds of how dear We are to God, Almighty From the jungles of East Africa To the snowy lands of Canada Arise, be blessed, be lifted! From the sands of Arabia To the icy terrains of Russia Let joy be-filled in your dealings And from the cold nights to come…

  • 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!