Treasure Island

Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Down at the fen (cavatina)


Down at the fen small red weavers twitter,
they do frolic,
are joyous fluttering from reed to reed
while mud do stick
to my boots, as it seems impassable
and soft and thick.
Reeds grow; weeping willows give their shadow,
in a world that I do not really know.

Submitted: Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 24, 2013
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