Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: Shepherd

  • Lullaby: Tale of the young Shepherdess

    I will tell you a rhyme of the shepherdess who loved her sheep, She lives in the country and could sing her community to sleep Twinkle went stars nested far up the pregnant black sky, When black clouds float, the gathering rain storm sigh, “It will rain, but it might wait a little,” the young…

  • I’m a Shepherd

    I’m a shepherd, living all by myself Of course there are people all about But none share my believes and thought I dream away alone, such is my life Early mornings are my quiet times So I speak life to the day when I wake Hoping to see my reflection on the lake And to…

  • A shepherd’s song

    There’s a song known only to a shepherd, When evenings come and the sun light fade He sits with his sheep in the barnyard And plays the guitar through the early night Hounds howl, but his lyrics reassures his flock Stars gather across the sky to listen, he winks at them And when he retires,…

  • Shepherd Lore

    Dusk is messenger of sunset, birds fly away, hills sink, Fireflies become touches to guide the Shepherd through hills and valleys; nothing troubles man and sheep more than the thought of warm wool and smell of hay

  • Shepherd’s poem

    From bed of wool, sound of settling sheep bemused him Far up the night sky, stars want and rain was on her way These three things blessed the Shepherd’s thoughts and rest

  • Shepherd’s Tale

    Sweet are memories of the fields- Valley greens and blue clouds, The frolicsome rabbits and slow worms, All shades of flowers and singing birds Replay on the shepherd’s mind In the morning, was a light shower The path wet with dew- Heaven’s water But the sheep went happy, through the misty path When evening came,…

  • The song of a Shepherd

    Tut, tsi, tsii, tuut, tsii Will you think I was talking to myself? Haha, not in any way! I call to my sheep that way So we bond, we use a special code And when they spread over the grassland I sit to play my guitar- singing Hallelujah Quivering fingers, dry in the noon sun,…

  • Three songs of the Night: The Shepherd’s Tale, a Star and Stinginess

    1 The Shepherd’s Tale: Fast, from afar The sun set Golden streaks touch the skies, So the sheep bleat with joy Full bellies rumbling with forage, In anticipation – For the night came slowly With her was the sweet breeze And all left to worry about Was a good night rest 2 A Star: There’s…

  • The Shepherds Tale

    Lonely stars filled the cloudy night Crickets quizzed behind the rocks But the lonely Shepherd stayed awake Watching the glittering from the star light Listening to the bleating of sheep, his lullabic songs Sniffing wet and mild airs that came from the lake He lays on his soft pillow of wool Wrapping his arms about…

  • A Shepherds Lullaby

    Another evening, another night The day is gone fast asleep All about is darkness, moonless Safe from stars, up and white Which shone upon the sheep And upon the Shepherds stress Always, it is airy in the country The folklore is the peoples joy Now and then, the bard came For boys and girls, it…

  • Pastoral: The Shepherd

    Aye, he stayed in the vast wild lands alone, With only the bleating of sheep as his song And smell of grass and dung as his perfumes The singing of birds play him sweet hymns And his friends and companions are mother Natures abundance Under the trees, he sits to play a song for his…

  • The Poem of a Shepherd

    I will tell you about my Jehovah, My beautiful encounters with Him His creations that made me wonder With each passing day and dream The tall Red Pine blossom When there is such a wild-wind It shakes down leaves for the ‘groom’ Twisting, circling as they fall down Stand at the zenith of the hills…

  • Another Tale of a Shepherd

    Nothing compares to the sweet sleep Of all good and hardworking shepherds He retires with a fine and adorable smile And to his bed of wool, he lays Tuning into the local radio station To listen to some old folk songs Nodding almost silently to the rhythm Smiling to the memories of the stressful day…