Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: painter

  • Muse: The Happy Wind

    Poem: The Happy Wind Greet the happy wind, Tell him when I waved My fingers got him bursted When morning dew is upon the tree line The sky is sometimes blue and grass is green Far up the blue horizon the sun shine Birds sing from the trees all morning Yet the happy wind: timid…

  • 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…

  • The Poet-Painter

    The painter is a poet The poet is a painter There comes a time When we shall paint the world With all beautiful hue Beautiful, light and colorful, Make her look like a butterfly Broken out from a cocoon Adding a fresh lively color To the worlds darkness The oceans blue is a painting The…