FOR THE GEORGE !!! Underneath the old railway bridge Of rusted steel and aging concrete Basking in the baking sun The Sabie River runs. Constant in its grace Today it moves at snails pace Silvery gray is the suns soft touch Golden brown is the deep cool shade. A watery home for the pod of hippo A place of peace for the Nile crocodile; The river flanked by long sweet grass - A gift from the summer rains Shades the sleeping buffalo. Bushveld trees like sentinels they stand Sheltered homes to the flocks of birds - Their sweet song mingles With the cool breezes Of the rustling grass. The occasional snort of the hippos The far-off echo of the sun beetles Is all that can be heard. A lazy afternoon spent, intent On the quiet splendour of nature Still warm as it moves to dusk Preparations in place for the stars Still bottled in jars. An eco-system so diverse, Supporting all from the tiny bee-eater To the lumbering great elephant; A poet and artists inspiration To feel, to see, to love, to live Love you Tops
Posted on: Tue, 26 Aug 2014 10:26:30 +0000