It’s National Poetry Week.
Today we’re writing poetry to embrace the poet in us ALL. (Yes, you too.)
Here is mine, something simple inspired by the transient landscape around Bundaberg..
The Hummock
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neatly pieced patchwork
of gold and green;
cane fields overlay
rich red farming soil
that stretches to
sandy beaches
and deep blue
wave-capped
oceans.
My heart beats a little faster in the unexpected beauty of that view. Truth. In cane-cutting season, the patterns of the patchwork change day-by-day. (In fact, I was surprised when I went to take this pic today – because much of my gold and green is now transformed to brown… But here is a portion…)
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My drive to take the patchwork pic also prompted this unexpected haiku thought…
the road runs red
with the mud of a thousand
cane trucks
I would have preferred it to be the mud of a thousand cane trains, but alas, though poetically more appealing, it’s not true.
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What does the poet in you say today?


Lovely poem. Nice to (virtually) meet you
Glad to have your company on the National Poetry Week bandwagon …
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Thanks for the reminder.
I’ve posted mine at my blog: http://www.letshavewords.blogspot.com
I haven’t written any poems this week, but I do like yours:) And thanks for sharing your amazing part of the world:)
Dee