TANZANIA Safari POETRY Continued (2): Poems 3 and 4 (of 16)
Poems 3 and 4 are the second two Serengeti poems. (Please don’t forget to check out the other Tanzania Safari Poetry blog posts before and after this one.)
3. Safari—Day 3/1
Warm breeze
Flapping tails
Zebras relaxing
Nothing taxing
A third game drive
The bush comes alive
Golden glow of changing light
Snow far out of site
Clear pale blue sky
Faint dustings of clouds
Another day in the life of the bush
Hush, hush
Jeep chatter
It really doesn’t matter
Nature all around
Not a sound
Waiting for something to be
Scouring for something to sight
A fight
A kill
Whatever will
Procreation
Defecation
Sensation
Elation
Ours or theirs?
Worries and cares
This hour we have none
Except with nature
To be at one.
4. Safari, Day 3/2
From vegetation
To arid plain
From pale blue skies
To billowing clouds
From brush
to rocks
Hush in the jeep
The talkative one’s asleep
Too much excitement for one morn’
Lion cubs newly born and suckling
Lionesses devouring prey
Nothing very far away
Buffalo resting under trees
Buffalo drinking, not thinking
Diet coke can floating down stream
Garbage in a wilderness shattering a dream
Driving fast to leave the park
The vista becomes more stark
A tree here and there
Impala without a care
It’s shade they share
Alone or en groupe
They’re quite a troop
Then nothing for a while
Till jamming of breaks
Up go the stakes
Cheetah under tree
National Geographic yellow jeep
Wide angled lens pops out
Not a peep.
