Smoketree Shelter

Cry of windsand, roar of eternity: lost in the desert

Photo by Ken Martin

A man
wakes in dead afternoon
edge of vision, desert shapes shifting
changing light, spirits from another life
gods roaming in the rough

Ear to the ground
daylight heavy on skin
head full of eternity’s roar
nothing coming his way, but
“Hello?” he calls.

Sun beneath ocean
earth above sky
axis wobbling
shaking falling
ground finds him

Smoketree shelter
blood popping in his ears
cry of windsand
roar of eternity
dead afternoon
sightless sky
sand without end
a man

One To Tango

Reflections and Echoes