fields on both sides of the road
inundated by rushing floodwater
highway traffic at standstill
dodging pot holes massive craters
the rain has now finally eased
dams keep overflowing
frogs croaking in the pond
ducks frolicking in their element
the wet season arrived early
getting the dry land soaking
delivering the much needed
nourishing drink to the trees
into the darkness of the night
amphibians in great magnitude
their wild concert unconducted
incessant melody of the wet forest
going nuts for pecans
unimpressed by cheesy cashews
walnuts in the shape of a brain
good fortune of hazelnuts
pinenuts loved by black cockatoos
brazil nuts from the amazon
creamy buttery macadamias
a hard nut to crack!
luminous stars filled the night sky
years away and yet visible to the naked eye
as we sat silently around the fireplace
gazed at the distant galaxies
flames burned away any worries
specs of light thus far in the distance
reminded us of life beyond the daily strife
cries of one in the whole of cosmos
suddenly rather trivial
oh, dear sourbread
what i would do for you
for you rise from dust
without added yeast
in my shallow sleep
i pray for you deeply
mornings i feed you
you rise to sky heights
for your rye starter
true love i feel
the flavour the texture
the chewy crumb
the combo of the dark grain
paired with precious liquid
time, the perfect substance
yielding the desired effect
i wait for you patiently
while you work the magic
you deliver every time
the manna of gods
blessed we are
as so little is needed
to satisfy our hunger
yet so very nourishing
