I wish to lease
A farmhouse somewhere in the hills of Idukki
Where the fog and mist welcome the mornings
An old building left behind by the British owner
With wooden floors and ceilings and a cellar
Cellar used to store produce from the farms
A fireplace to enjoy some drinks at night
Maybe some ghosts hanging around
To give a company and tell tales from another era
A nice place to enjoy the emptiness of life
Surrounded by mango, nutmeg, and teak trees
Pepper creepers crawling on the smaller trees
Farms of tea and cardamom keep the air fragrant
The Orange trees amidst the tea plants look odd
The bushes of cinnamon trees evoke strong feelings
Along with the cloves and vanilla beans
Maybe some apples and peaches too
Small streams run down through the farms
The freshly brewed coffee and tea from the area
May make the mornings exciting for walks
Along the hills towards the local junction
To get local news and a bit of banter with people
A place to enjoy the monsoon rains and the winter
A life away from the cities and concrete jungles
Farming and enjoying the harvest of produce
Maybe setting up a microbrewery for wine
With fresh air aplenty and less humidity
And a lot of big hills on the horizon
The rides through the hairpins will be exciting
Trekking in the jungles and boating in dams
There are plenty of things to do
Maybe I am still in love with the hills
As I grew up on a barren hill with tapioca fields
This poem is inspired by this video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-omMJ9zRoO8 A couple from London restoring their Portuguese Quinta. The images are taken from Shutterstock and Cardamom Farm Shutterstock
2 comments:
This poem takes me to the type of place I might never be able to see in person.
A life away from the cities and concrete jungles -- yes! This is exactly how I feel sometimes (I used to live in the countryside); lovely poem!
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