Post No. 878
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In the Wild
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Driving at a snail’s pace corrugations rattle
As the road runs over arid riverbeds
The scenery loops round and round, over and over
A recording stuck in the groove
Then slowly a change takes place, a small dam ~
A large puddle ~ and just around the bend a trickle
As water dribbles along between giant rocks
Growing gradually longer, wider, stronger
Yet the overall emptiness of the riverbed remained
Small antelope could be seen now and again
The young kicking up their heels with frisky leaps
And majestic posing of adults in their prime
Making us aware of their entitlement and our intrusion
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©Denise G Allen, 05 October 2015 08:32
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05/10/2015 at 12:34 pm
What an intriguing metaphor the river makes –
the part that got me was the getting wider, deeper and still
just as empty – or the show that we make of all things
as you touch on in the end there.
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06/10/2015 at 7:31 am
Throughout the entire trip I had a feeling of trespassing and what a privilege it was to be a part of nature. Thanks x.
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