The Ocean Stirs

Cows chew cud
Rondavels flourish
This a paradise;
The ocean stirs
And sardines run.

Posted for Midweek Motif at Poets United.

Khaya Ronkainen
Khaya Ronkainen writes poetry, creative nonfiction and fiction. This blog explores all things writing and living, aka personal history, cross-cultural experiences, nature, language, and the many ways people carry home within and across borders.

26 Comments

  1. Wonderfully placed pause, as if coming alert again after dozing into satisfaction.

  2. This was when humans lived in caves and spent most of their time trying to avoid being eaten themselves I assume!

  3. I love the pictures presented in every line from slow rumination to the sardine spectacle…Catching a whiff of South Africa…Absolutely beautiful Khaya 🙂

  4. I like the lull you created with your opening lines, and then the conclusion of frantic action. Well done,

    Elizabeth

  5. I love your words in this one! “Cows chew cud”! Made me smile! My mom loves sardines!! Mother Earth does feed us! Big Hugs!

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