The Dreamtime Fire

From the warmstones that circle

The dying dreamtime fire

Rises a ghostdance drone.

Fast falling sun is a scalped skull

On a medicine horizon pyre.

 

This is the Eve of Retribution;

Tomahawk, drum and lance-chant zone –

Vendetta’s insistent dark-whisper tools,

Revenge’s twisted-logic shadow rules …

And … escalation echoes travel swift

Between dog-fox scout and

Sabre-blue troopers:

Each and every one:

Today’s-war fools.

 

20/3/2013

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One thought on “The Dreamtime Fire

  1. wisejourney says:

    Can really sense the chant like pace building thought stanza 2 with shortening lines.

    I am discovering from my poetry course how form is so powerful. I like to play around with it and dont always get it right…do we ever? But that’s ok.

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