Disappearing Throne Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Disappearing Throne



Galloping and running down through cacti, desert sands,
shrubbery and tumbleweeds, while a wind blows clouds
across the sky, pushing along brown pummeled tumbleweeds
into and along desert trails.

Pale moonlight on the horizon, coyote's howling as they
look towards the sky and emptiness, filling the atmosphere
with their lonely calls of the wild.

Knowing that there will be no answering replies coming
from the direction of the moon, as it sits above on it's
disappearing throne tonight.

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