My recent post about observing our surroundings, got me thinking about this poem, so I will share it here. It is quite old but was written when I lived in a small town on the west coast of South Africa, and was forever observing the different forms of nature around me and drawing inspiration from it. Observing the Scenery is part of my first anthology, 'Safe Harbour' that I am currently re-working.
too often misunderstood.
I find myself
too frequently tongue-tied,
where words are necessary.
the pause between your breaths,
cold coffee left in a paper cup,
yesterday’s desperate sigh,
too often alone
with just my hungry mind for company,
the tireless meerkat scratching in the dirt for food,
the brave kestrel about to take flight,
yet still circling the spot
where her nest had been.
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