freeriddim_logo

home the familia archives poetry our story contact us

A Scenery Instilled On My Mind
by nolusindiso noqayi

A beautiful falling landscape draped
with scattered trees and town
houses catches my eye.
Sitting on a spot,listening to nature’s
call.
Unseen
birds flap their wings swiftly
and sing beautiful harmonies to each other
as they mingle within the trees.
A swift wind brushes gently
against the tree branches creating a language only nature knows.
The talk,telling old tales of years gone by.
Small insects scrambled all over
the green-brown grass,mind their own business and carry on
as if im not there at all.
The tips of the grass have now churned into a slight brown
caused by the cold aproaching winter.
Winter it is,
but the sun's still up.
There in the sky,
scorching my caramel coloured skin
slowly turning it darker.
A cold breeze sends chills down my spine
as the clouds jealously
cover the sun,
creating a shadow
as i slowly devour
the last glimpse
of
mother nature
during daytime.

© copyright protected

My House Reeks of Poverty | Vuyokazi Mtimde
Finger Gauze | Cara Furniss
Do We Call This Our Home | Previn Pillay
Helen of Troy |Carlos Roberto de Souza
I Am Not Who You Think I Am | Matthew
Life Is So Fragile | Luyolo Mkentane
My South Africa | Ezilana
Ndiboleken' Indlebe | Unathi Tshazi


Ngqondo | Andile Nayika
Past Pain Not Forgotten | Rosemary Stroebel
Swirl | Thokozani Kana
Uyakuhlal' Uhleli | Loyiso Soci
Colourless Line | Sihle Ntuli
Love Is | Melanie Reynolds
Mask of Africa | Bronwyn Blom
Untitled | Mthunzi Kelem

© FreeRiddim | the south african über poetry, arts and culture portal | webmaster