Whilst standing on the promenade
a pod of toothed whales is seen on the beach –
elsewhere a dam is giving birth to a foal
The mortal mind within man
shouts aloud from the pier
preying to Him for an eternal soul
The croc feeds on cattle
the hippo capsizes a boat –
there’s surprise in the woods – a grizzly’s foretold
On the page, Winnie lives –
bringing belief –
in hope and in laughter, in happy and wit
Under water the cuttlefish
jumps out of itself –
like a rainbow – the blink of an eye – like a slit
Whilst in the arms of its mother – a new-born baby lies
believing in ‘am’ and in ‘can’ and in ‘my’
Leaping from the page that turns into a book
they arise like a sky – from man’s own creation
a world that’s derived from our own fascination.
sensualism 