An Ordinary Day (Sonnet)
There were African red-knobbed coots in the marsh
by Gert Strydom
while brightly the sun climbed into the sky,
reflecting the water did glow
when those birds did spread out their wings.
I was walking in muddy-water and clay
and for those animals I were a spectre
while the sun was getting brighter on the far horizon,
in the distance cows were grazing in the field,
a goat did bleat monotonously,
in the maize field wart hogs had caused destruction,
the veldt was covered with cosmos that were rising everywhere
and the homestead was behind a hillock far away in the distance,
on the ploughed field the wind did turn whirling
while I was astonished by the flowers.