Wadi Rum

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Blood red are the bones of the desert
Russet red its dust

Distance telescopes in
A short walk is a days dying
At which end
The sun drops like a stone
Into the infinite pool of the horizon

Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond

 

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