Taureg Prophesy

Posted on July 9, 2017 by colonialist

 

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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7 Responses to Taureg Prophesy

  2. kaykuala (@hankkaykuala) says:
    July 10, 2017 at 4:12 am

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

    A real picture of a taureg desert traveling experience.

    Hank

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  3. Jae Rose says:
    July 9, 2017 at 12:31 pm

    Another deft use of the prompt words Colonialist – great write

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