For Erik; and in homage to H.C.A. :>)

What the West Wind has seen

I peered around the wilds of forests, through the red mahoganies
and where the thorny brambles form whole hedges in between the trees,
the grasses grow as high as hills and wet with whirling water snakes,
and mankind is unknown amidst this lucid land of loughs and lakes.

I looked inside the river, which is deep and rushes down from rocks,
its droplets rising high as clouds and glittering in rainbow flocks;
a buffalo was swimming but the strong tide carried him away
and hurled him where the water falls as ducks flew up in green and grey.

This pleased me, so I raised a storm to fell old woods and flatten plains,
to stoke the horses so they took to trampling fields of golden grains,
to twist tall palms 'til coconuts came tumbling down upon the earth
all this I saw, and how I laughed, and how the world shook with my mirth!

Poetry by Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-02-11 at 19:26

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Love the way you've described the forest, the waterfall, the nature. I also like your adherence to the fixed number of syllables in each line. Octameter acatalectic, as it is called? All in all, this is nature writing at its best.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
An ode to vandalism! Well done.