NORTH SEA POEMS (Satis Shroff)
SYLT AT DAWN (Satis Shroff) You hear the waves As they splash onto the shore. You haven't opened your eyey, But you discern the cries of sea gulls, As you slowly let the sunlight Into your eyes. Ah, the reassuring rays caress your face, As you proceed to the balcony, Stretch yourself And let out cha-cha-cha, Pa-pa-pa sounds between your teeth, That you've learned While singing in your choir. A seagull with a fish in its beak Flutters by. All white and airborne, Twinkling on a blue sky. Out in the horizon, A turquoise blue trawler chugs by. HABITAT FOR THE WILD (Satis Shroff) The flora and fauna have a hard time In winter. The white mantle Of snow covers The branches, buds and barks. The owl loves winter As it takes in all Beings that move, With its keen sight. The woodpecker knows Where the larvae and insects Are hiding. It's Spring, The landscape gardeners Have chopped all the trees. Now the spur is bare, No more can I see The deer that came To greet me, To chill
