Jonathan ROBIN

Rookie - 214 Points (22 September / London)

Capricious Caravan Camels Crawl Calmly Cross Cooking Cauldron Countryside - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Above dry desert, noiseless ruddy rise
expands sharp breathless air. Sun - cloudless skies -
grills granular gold sands, stings red-rimmed eyes.
Tanned turbanned touareg tribes traverse to seek supplies,
perpetually prostrated, praying prophet. Bearded cries.
Dawn disperses dreams, disturbs dust swarm of jester-pester flies
harass the criss-cross camel caravan which plies
an ancient trade in spices, slaves, scribes, spies.

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(19 May 1975 revised 9 February 2007 16 March and 1 December 2013)

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 1, 2013


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