Cows chew cud
Rondavels flourish
This a paradise;
The ocean stirs
And sardines run.
Posted for Midweek Motif at Poets United.
Cows chew cud
Rondavels flourish
This a paradise;
The ocean stirs
And sardines run.
Posted for Midweek Motif at Poets United.
Wonderfully placed pause, as if coming alert again after dozing into satisfaction.
What a surreal and delightful poem.. the dry landscape really sings out for water
This was when humans lived in caves and spent most of their time trying to avoid being eaten themselves I assume!
That’s the paradise we must aspire for. Well-penned.
I love the pictures presented in every line from slow rumination to the sardine spectacle…Catching a whiff of South Africa…Absolutely beautiful Khaya 🙂
Brief and yet riveting. An example of less is more!
Oh, that’s my kind of paradise!! I simply soaked myself into it….Lovely, Khaya!
Love the alliteration in the first line, and the feast of imagery swimming through the whole poem.
I like the lull you created with your opening lines, and then the conclusion of frantic action. Well done,
Elizabeth
Thanks Susan!
Many thanks, Jae!
Hi Robin! The piece tries to capture the Sardine Run phenomenon that takes place during winter months in South Africa. You can learn more here, http://www.sardinerun.com/sardinerun.asp
Much appreciated!
The Sardine Run is really a spectacle. Thank you always for reading, Sumana!
Delightful.
I try always for brevity, and it’s not always easy to achieve. Thanks Bev!
I’m so pleased that you managed to soak for a while in this paradise. Thanks Panchali. 🙂
Much appreciated, Maga!
Ah, you noticed the frantic action.:-) Thanks Elizabeth!
Thank you, Rosemary!
I like your light-hearted take. Made me smile!
Oh, lovely! Thanks Mary. 🙂
I love your words in this one! “Cows chew cud”! Made me smile! My mom loves sardines!! Mother Earth does feed us! Big Hugs!
The generosity of Mother Earth, we should be grateful everyday. Thank you dear, Stacy! Big Hugs!
Nice one, my friend. 😀
Thank you. 🙂