Weekly WalkaboutsVerse, E.G., Poem 25 of 230:  UBUD

Poem 25 of 230:  UBUD

At Bali’s Ubud,

    I wound myself down:

Having done Asia,

    It was just the town –

Before Australia

    And work to be found.

Staying in a hut

    (Traditional ‘twas),

Beside rice paddies,

    And just eight dollars,

My mind was at ease –

    Calm like a scholar’s.

I read and I mused

    Over where I’d been;

Saw Monkey Jungle,

    Which is cool and green;

And, from a bundle,

    Chose an artist’s scene.

At night, a gecko –

    Friendly, on the wall;

By day, a farmer –

    At his rice-toil;

And, always, culture –

    Ubud’s worth a call.

From https://walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com 

(C) David Franks 2003