There’s a quietly enchanting feel to a Southern California road trip—the way neighborhoods burst with colorful murals and eclectic storefronts seamlessly blend into the highways, the sudden appearance of the ocean with waves crashing fiercely against rocks, and time itself seeming to stretch just enough for curiosity to take the lead. Our adventure began in… Continue reading From Los Angeles to the Wild: A Road Trip to San Diego Zoo
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Night Poem: Silence
Silence is not the melody of night Lingering moon, dawdling owls & crickets Emerge to begin the circus called dusk
Dialogue With The Storyteller 1
Entry Of The Storyteller Storyteller: Ah, it’s a monstrously cold evening. Hurry, take a seat closer to the fireside, warm your hands and wait for the night’s tale. I may tell stories of love, adventure, life’s lessons, and that of the animal world. Remember, these stories serve to teach the ways of life. It has… Continue reading Dialogue With The Storyteller 1
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Hi Friends, I just created my Patreon profile and would appreciate any support you can render to keep this blog going. I’ve included a little note on why I seek help on the ‘About Patreon Page.’ If you want to be a patron, please follow the link below: https://www.patreon.com/oiroegbu. Thank you so much! Yours’ Oke… Continue reading I’m on Patreon!
Time
Make hay while it shines This talent of mine… This is one talent I find solace in. It’s an avenue to paint my heart on ink, to play with the soul of nature and record lovely and beautiful memories. In my mind I create a happy and peaceful world; where I live in fine images… Continue reading Time
First rain
First rain, Strong wind, We celebrate The long wait, And sniff the scent Off the wet earth
Diary of a Village Boy: The Leopard Spirit 5 (Fata)
When I reached home that evening, it seemed like the whole world was turned upside down. I felt my head swell as the bee stings and sharp roots hurt my foot. By the side of my bamboo bed Nene and her dog sat, staring at me. She held my hand and squeezed softly. I saw… Continue reading Diary of a Village Boy: The Leopard Spirit 5 (Fata)
Diary of a Village Boy: The Leopard Spirit 3 (Headhunters 1)
The next Eke day, I was sent to buy provisions for the family. Dada gave me £2 for food and medicine. The money was enough to buy things that will last for a week. The Eke market sold once in two weeks, and many people, traders, artisans, and technicians came from far and near to… Continue reading Diary of a Village Boy: The Leopard Spirit 3 (Headhunters 1)
