the mountains and the trees
and the smaller bushes that
grow along the banks...
wild animals come down
to the shoreline when thirsty
but they pay more attention to
their surroundings than drinking...
darting heads from side-to-side;
fish jump out and back into
the murky water to catch a
glimpse of potential hunters
but there are none today...
a black snake suns its body
on a large flat rock beside a
a water turtle and small
birds bathe in the shallows,
flapping their wings as
larger birds of prey soar on
gusts of wind in circles...
imagination gives life to a
painting that hangs alone
in a memory wall deep inside
the mind's forgotten cave
and retrieved only when a
nurse prompt Samual with
a question... the old man
spends his days starring out
the window at nothing much
wondering why he has been
left there by his own family.
2 December 2021
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