Secrets of Sand – a poem


What god lives to hear these prayers?

I wist for some eyes to down stare,

To witness bear and know the wants

Winding wayward of a people too lost

 For most lands to be occupied by.


This lady of ultimate desolation breathes

The words of the deserted waste, dry

Scapes roll undulating in dunes that

Slope gradual and gaudy orange red

Hiding wonders beneath the sand.


2 thoughts on “Secrets of Sand – a poem

    • Wow.
      This was amazing praise to read (:
      Thank you.
      Of courrrse I will. We are contemporary writers, after all. We owe it to ourselves to read each other’s work.


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