Posts tagged “burning

Summer sun

In the stillness of the summer afternoon.

Cool bubbling river plays a refreshing tune.

In this cool body we lay.

Low, like animals hiding from their prey.

Out on the plane , birds hang armpits wide.

Their sails catching no breeze, heat rising in a shimmering  tide.

Shade the highest commodity, in the dust pounded field.

Only the cruel burning sun it is set to yield.

The sheoks on the river, have the last laugh at the gums on the plane.

This country is screaming  out, for some sweet summer rain.

© Deon Heemskerk 21-12-12

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Burning Guilt

Burning Guilt

His heart beats with cluttered thoughts.

With himself his greatest enemy, he has fought.

Collateral damage, those that he love.

Fatigued body and a well-worn glove.

Mole hills that look like mountains, get in his way.

He forgets that in that kiss, longer he should have stayed.

A cut rose with out water left to wilt.

Smokescreen talk with a burning guilt.

The longer left, time the destructor.

Each second passed an axe wielding conductor.

It chops the wood that adds to the fire.

Truth talking, the only water for the one he desires.

© Deon Heemskerk 22-6-2012