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An African Spring
by Margaret Jane Purslow
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
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I found a hidden garden where
flowering grasses in hues of copper, blue, and gold flare.
A Serengeti like savannah of ferns
and wild daisies turn
and intertwine with Vygies in bloom.
Soft buds on tips, butterflies and bees
all a vital key
to the blossoming of spring,
where every kind of wild thing
like Cycads and Proteas grow.
The Cape Vulture and Martial Eagle
dominate the skies.
Eland and Oribi roam
while Flamingoes and Spoonbills dive
in rippling streams to find their
catch to bring to their nested homes.
The sun rises earlier on a typical spring day.
All blue skies turn to blackness
while storms and rain have their way.
Booming thunder and electrifying lightning
make the once calm desert land seem so frightening
Warm raindrops spray the wrinkled ground;
till all is calm again and the only sound;
is the pitter patter of raindrops
which water fresh green crops
that farmers have planted
to yield food that the earth has granted.
Spring beckons new fashions
and every designer yearns,
to bring their passions
of tunics and maxi halter-neck dresses in turn
with casual chic and bold prints,
while off the shoulder dresses and hints
of glitterati steal the night away.
The gaiety of springtime likens joy
of new love in the air.
The game of love turns shy girls coy
and couples strut their magic without a care.
Yet in spring there can be sadness
in the winter of our souls;
and although there should be gladness,
the pain of trauma and tribulation unfolds
in the hearts of so many.
So as the winter months creep away,
let us embrace each new day
as a new start, with new found eyes,
and thankful for the beauty of an African spring.
A new journey that we can embark
and add luster to our lives.
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
9/20/2009 |
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I think you have captured and shared the "essence" of the place very effectively via your verses, Margaret. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
9/20/2009 |
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An articulate and colorful write
imaged with the feelings and flora
and fauna of a fascinating topography.
A palpable philosophy, too, in the last stanza.
Blessings ... |
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