Here in Geelong today we had some cool summer showers, which reminded me of the 2020 summer, when the devastating bushfires were raging throughout Australia, and in late January, we were in desparate need of some relieving summer rain. Feature Image Above: I’m standing in light rain, at the end of my lane, but the sky is still a smokey haze, which is very eerie…..
Left. A smokey beach in the morning Right. Looking straight at the sun on the beach
Left. The smokey sky and sun at end of my lane. Right. The thunderstorm this afternoon
Eerie Sky, Teasing Rain
The eeriness is hard to explain
Our sky is smokey again
But here I stand in the rain
At the end of my dusty lane
Smelling the stench of our fiery haze
Now mixed with the aroma of wet maize
I’m stunned, and unearthly amazed
As Thor’s neon lights add to my daze
This summer storm is yet to fully expound
Tiny drops are struggling to cover the ground
The day’s hot, but our sun cannot be found
And this afternoon’s darkness leaves me spellbound
Footnote: When I was about to post this article, the heavy rain did come…. At last the sky did start crying over the fires of South-Eastern Australia, and gave our exhausted firefighters a timely reprieve.
At Weekly Prompts the Wednesday Challenge is the word: BELONGING. Please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here. Below is my poem about how we all belong to this World, and we all want peace …
The Weekend Challenge from Weekly Prompts is the word: GLOW , please go over and visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here … The Haiku below is my response to the Prompt “Glow”.
Lately I have been reading the poems I wrote while I was hostpital 4 years ago, recovering from 2 strokes that had occured only 7 weeks apart. Needless to say, I was down and out, and looking back through my writings during those difficut months, I am both surprised and fascinated at how I was able cope and still managed to produce so many emotion pieces from the confines of my hospital bed. Todays poem “I’m A Dreamer”, as is my way, has been slightly revised.
I’m A Dreamer(Revised)
I am here on a hospital bed, life’s not quite right
Today’s window, is out of sight
I sense that the sun did rise and the day is now alight
Answering the sky, I’m a dreamer of the night
Morning thoughts of the day ahead, within this quiet
I could be in the park, flying my orange kite
Under a cool verandah, riding my silver bike
On the surf beach, cleansing myself of this blight
Lying on warm sand, sunbathing my body beyond white
Reality strikes, I’m here waiting for the next test’s bite
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 