James Fraser Poet Ottava rima

Sensing the Rains

There's a stirring within the herd
They sense the rains are on their way
Lush pastures their thinking conferred
Soon masses in migration display
Such desires go so undeterred
Marching bovidae, determination 
The Serengeti's their destination

Columns roam like wandering shadows
Skirted by Zebra and Grant Gazelles
Dust clouds in airborne throw
With each mile these masses swell
God's gift will soon be bestowed
Upon a clearing appears the Grumeti River
Next if we endured we'd surely shiver

Banks of steep, foaming rapids thunder
Crocodileans surface peer, awaiting
Whom goes first is sure to be plundered 
Will the next escape this frenzied sating
Or dragged torn twisted, surface under
Carnivorous carnage amidst crimson flow 
Still there are hoards this migration shows




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Kim Merryman April 2, 2021 at 11:07 AM You have painted a vivid picture of this migration, James! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M

Suzanne Delaney June 13, 2015 at 3:58 PM Hi James: I love nature and wrote a similar poem about Zebras...fascinating subject and loved reading yours today. SuZ James Fraser June 17, 2015 at 3:12 PM Hi Suzanne, I must follow up on your after this. The Serengeti's has always fascinated me. Especially the migration of the Wildebeest, and their friends. Thank you for visiting my pages, smiles, James :)

Robert Lindley June 5, 2015 at 6:43 PM Images of big crocodiles feasting on the animals crossing the river I see. Even the crocs got to eat. And thundering herds must cross. Great write my friend. Super 7 from me! James Fraser June 6, 2015 at 10:20 AM The migration of such herds is spectacular, long may this remain on this wonderful planet. Happy weekend to you Robert, smiles always, James :)

Constance La France June 3, 2015 at 11:19 PM James, so well written, I find it sad but also know it is nature, a wonderful 7 and thanks for visiting my cloud poem , that was fun to write James Fraser June 5, 2015 at 2:23 PM Hi 'Broken Wings' yes indeed sad, but within nature. Glad you liked it, and yes, I so enjoyed writing it. Wishing you a blessed and happy weekend, hugs, James :)

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser May 29, 2015 at 8:33 PM Huge James, who can describe natural phenomena and make it so informative it is James.. :)! i've said on the phonecall the lines I find a wow to me!! Thank you for this one... :) pen one more!(((hugs)))~ olive eloisa xxx James Fraser June 5, 2015 at 2:18 PM Little one, another poem from our thoughts and themes. Soon our thoughts, themes and dreams regarding our writing will be within the same walls, can't wait. Warm hugs Oliz, always and forever, your Dino James xxx

Tim Smith May 29, 2015 at 1:28 PM Excellent James....it is all the circle of life James Fraser May 29, 2015 at 4:06 PM It is indeed, and this worldly marvel fascinates me so much. Happy weekend to you Tim, James :)

Jan Allison May 29, 2015 at 1:15 PM Brilliantly descriptive write James I could picture it so clearly:-) Hugs Jan xx James Fraser May 29, 2015 at 4:04 PM I've always been fascinated with the sheer migration of the Wildebeest and their followers to the Serengeti. Animals traveling so far amidst many pitfalls. It makes us humans appear rather pathetic at times. Happy weekend to you, hugs, James xx