ELEPHANT

Between the lush green thick walled vegetation

And the tall pillars dotting round the forest

The murmuring movement of the protesting shrubs

Telegraphs the alarming arriving practical steps of an elephant

His entrance threatened the peace of the forest

The wind froze and his breath seized the air

Jelly shaking leaves perceived the smell of danger

As they prostrated to lick the soil in grievance

No friendly stare in the boiling hostile condition

The uncertain prey feared to move a muscle

That fearless hunter- the pride of his town

Became the hunted as he feared for his hungry flesh

In a twinkle, a tremor snaps the still roots

As the squirrel couple darts; forgetting their union

And to the hunter, home failed not to be cherished

As he caught the glimpse of his living ancestors

CHARMED NIGHT

The sun sets from superior summit

And night steadily stole in

Like the toughened criminals back to work

Into the boundaries of the busy city

We ended our toil and labour

Like the drawing of the curtain in a cinema

Then sat and watched. Watched and saw

The glamorous day being taken over

By the dynamic supremacy of the charmed night

We had no choice and heard no voice

Challenging the gathering dusk swooping in

Like locusts in the eighth plague of Egypt

Than to retreat back to our domain

And let the perilous night rule over us

At least you can understand these selections. I'd rather my poems be understood and bad, than be good and no one understands them. In such a case, what good are they? No communication has taken place. Lofty words - Bah.

These are nice. Thanks for sharing.

from childhood's hour I have not been As others were - I have not seen

As others saw - i could not bring My passions from a common spring

(from Alone - Edgar Allan Poe)

hello Hablo,

Thank you for sharing your poems and your homeland found within the lines of your writing.

I 'see' the thick foliage, feel the danger approaching and the wonder of the small creatures involvement in safe passage.

You have a way of projecting visuals through your written words.

Thank you

Myra

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G'day from Australia, Hablo,

Again I feel the danger within the beauty of the night.

That is a dangerous place in which you live, Hablo, but you stop to see the charm, peaceful beauty despite it,

Thank you,

Myra

My inspiration; what if?

Put pen to paper

Write now, not later,

Don't hesitate

Just write it!

Thx for sharing with us. Your poems are really nice and sweet. You've got the talent, Hablo!

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 Hey! Well, These seem pretty good.

But: The phrases you are... Well, kind of amateur. Yes, you have a good  vocabulary. But It's not easy to picture these scenes if you are unfamiliar with poetry. It doesn't flow, it jerks. Otherwise, I like it.