Fascinating picture doing the rounds: The black shapes are NOT the camels, the narrow stripes below the shapes are, the black shapes are the shadows of the camels.
Sunset corrals leaking ink
spilled onto
rippling arid scrolls;
hieroglyphs
on hot parchment
like music straddling
the scorching desert –
tall shadows and shifting sand
make a caravan
of notes on canvas.
Author: Anita Lubesh
I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now..
I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog.
I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.
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Love the poem – and what a picture!
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It is stunning, yes. Thank you, also.
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Amazing picture and hieroglyphs is just right.
Well done Anita.
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Thanks very much, Frank.
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Niice one Anita
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Thank you, Elaine.
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