Sunday, May 6, 2012

desert sketch

Dust-devils rage
across the dry sea
tornadic
self-important
ineffectual
as deluded Lucifer

while in the blue distance
a sharp mountain looms,
granite clouds
wrapping its slate grey peak
in a slowly winding storm.

As valley demons spin 
their dusty lies,

rocky peaks 
and roiling sky
erupt 
in radiant 
righteous light.

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