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Desert Ghosts
The day the rains came again drops flailed the fallow earth like chestnuts popping in flames, mana moulded in the seed’s birth.
Gloaming settled in dewy haze, a breath of life now returning to blistered deserts once ablaze with Ra’s endless fury burning.
These ghosts of gods can be heard in the gentle whispering sirocco, shaped by the theatre of absurd hopes of promise land of Jericho.
The rains will fall, the grass will grow the river of time will endlessly flow.
This sonnet was written in response to two creative prompts - the first being the word ghost and the second the sentence - the day the rains came.
The sonnet follows the Shakespearean model with three verses and a final two-line refrain. The rhyme scheme is an abab cdcd efef ff structure, and I have included a YouTube video reading above to better express the feeling and tone of the poem.
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Video: https://www.pexels.com/video/dry-stal...
https://www.pexels.com/video/drone-fo...
https://www.pexels.com/video/hands-in...
https://www.pexels.com/video/drone-fo...
Music: The Calling by Angelwing - https://www.freemusicpublicdomain.com
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