When The Moon Hangs Yellow-Gold Poem by Gert Strydom

When The Moon Hangs Yellow-Gold



When the moon hangs yellow-gold in the darkness
Ghoeroe will awake
and Ghaisa the rain-leopard will afraid
sneak out when the first drops pour down

and Ghoeroe the hippopotamus-bull will make the clouds thunder
while Ghaisa jumps away to far under
where flames lash out white-blue over the ridge
when we smell the rain in the wet sand.

Thursday, June 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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