The Turtle Pool Poem by Monita Soni

After a cup of organic coffee
From the gift shop...I feel refreshed
My mind finally still enough to absorb
The serene surroundings of 'Rushton Garden'
The setting sun winks at my computer screen
Glinting through a canopy of tall oaks
The circle of birches sway in the August breeze
Their barks very chapped
Perchance in need of- plant vaseline

Seven bees keep us constant company
Stirred up by the coffee aroma, your minty scent
The bottle of orange juice in your knapsack
The water cascade is soothing
I stretch a moment and look deep into the pebbled pool
No turtles there, not even in the crevices
All I see is the reflection of rushes and the brown metal sign
'Please do not to poke or harass the turtles'
Where are they I wonder- adjusting my glasses

I think they have gone to the next turtle town
To visit family.

Monita Soni August 8 2008