Monday, May 16, 2016

Splasha Green


A hue caught my eye,
A splash of green
radiates up from warming bitumen inky and black
Bright mangrove leaves feather the fringe
Soft background, bright green foliage, turned to the sky
Bird haven
Shaded wetlands ride
Light filtered by salt stained leaves at dawn
Life breathes in, the remaining cool
That moment, magic,
The impending glare.
Car, traffic begins to churn
Early morning, grinding thunder, hot engines, diesel fumes.
Concrete curbs mark the street, only centimeter's high
Commuter lives corralled, between the road the sea and the sky
Pedestrians and cyclists look to the shade.
Green paint on the bitumen
A place to cross, but nowhere to go, no path no track no way
Step out, take a chance and dash to the other side,
figure the rest out if you make it alive.
Green is the sign, where is the way?

That green, it mesmerizes me,
strange, not belonging, out of place
I had a tin of that colour once.
It reminds me of home.


1 comment:

Chandra@GreenComotion said...

Green can be mesmerizing, especially given the urban sprawl.
Beautiful photo and though, David!
Have a Happy Week ahead.
Peace :)