Taureg Prophesy


 

Caravans across the shimmering sand

Dust-rhythm shot with every plume;

Chill of night to pick advent of band;

With stars the prophet foretells doom

Sheets that all but foolish understand.

© July 2017 Colonialist
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Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies.
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7 Responses to Taureg Prophesy

  1. Caravans across the shimmering sand
    Dust-rhythm shot with every plume;

    A real picture of a taureg desert traveling experience.

    Hank

    Like

  2. Jae Rose says:

    Another deft use of the prompt words Colonialist – great write

    Liked by 1 person

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