MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Serene Land’

vivid green lushness
deep turquoise springs
mossy tree trunks
ferns covering the ground

snow capped mountains
icy glaciers receding out
hikes of several days
night in a distant hut

below zero temps
air fresh and moist
falling from the sky
pieces of white clouds

touching the ground
ever so gently
melted by the sun
beaming with light

the spring time almost
palatable and visible
on the tree branches
flowers of fruits to be

days pleasantly long
nights warm by the fire
crackling of the wood
sipping hot inka drink

loving the atmosphere
of the southern land
too far for all the
dangerous critters

roads pretty clear
other cars hardly there
humans surpassed
by the number of sheep

Serene land read by the author

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Springtime’

full spectrum rainbow in the sky
with no rain on the horizon

walkers in shorts and singlets
trying to work out their thoughts

dogs stopped barking for a while
bird songs filled the fresh air

a fountain drew in native bees
chilling next to the little bird pool

deep red color of the fresh flowers
butterflies gently flying around

the spring has come to town
bringing an abundance of life forms

time of the fresh and alive
a new season has started

naturally

recording of the above poem read by the author