Scarborough Morning

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Scarborough Village, Western Cape – Copyright Silverleaf 2016

Early morning and the wind has calmed

the night’s chaos,
the whirling, roaring,
subsided into silence;
scrabbling awkward squawks —
guinea fowl, hadeda, laughing doves —
and the pepper-skunk smell of the fynbos
fill the emptying spaces.
It is the familiarity of a life
not mine,
dream-like, I watch it slip
through eyes
I cannot, will not, close.
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2 thoughts on “Scarborough Morning

  1. The combination of the descriptive details with the poignant last few lines is wonderful. This tugs at me especially:
    It is the familiarity of a life
    not mine

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