Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: silver

  • Five Poems

    The wind grows soft and dry It passes messages fast forgotten For in its speed, it is lost The pines whistle, men stay to listen When the fruits fall off the trees It thunders upon the quiet ground And little stray ants wonder If the world had come to an end If Grapes ever had…

  • Haiku: Silver Curse

    As it all came with the Word A message, all bles-sed Judas betrayed the Lord And silver was cur-sed

  • Musing: All Things Beautiful

    Queues of tiny cute rabbits Unperturbed and playing in the corn fields Eagles watching patiently over them Neon-lit streetlights in the dark Scents of the Rose and the Marigold Calls of the Patridges across the forested waterfalls Emeralds dressed in flower-smiles Yesterday was fast snoring, again Cakes of snow; Hopes beautiful painted in artful sceneries…