Home ?

Moon-cooled rivers of

Small sharp stone memories

Zig and zag slowly, catching

Every now and then,

Between low-slung

Dark-sky purpled cliffs.

I have walked, sat

Thought, wept and wished

Wondered in this glorious after-space

Oh-so many, many times.

But, in reality, been there once:

The Siq, the candles,

The perfume of the

Single star-dust sundown

When the desert’s quiet carnival

Unfolded gently and

Graciously welcomed me

Home.

Image result for the siq

 

 

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The Garden of Stone Trees.

Reclined, hood-eyes half closed,
As relaxed as is possible
On sun-forged, foreign ground:
Crusader-vigil rest in
The approximation of shade:
The Garden Of Stone Trees,
Sometime playground of the
Sunset-call genies.

crusader

By this hour tomorrow
My sword will be first-blooded –
And named –
A first stain dripped
Onto my soul …
And I may
Still be breathing.

1/2/2013

Photo from Wikipedia

Where Speed Is Silver

desert
This eternity-dry furnace land
Regularly eating itself for a living;
This bed of suns,
Casual death of Empires,
Bed of suns wrath,
Migrant’s merciless gauntlet.

Djinn-guard grains,
Impossible sky in flaked-rock ground,
So that simple water,
That which you so desperately need –
And, indeed
Can sea-sand-see –
Is just not there
(…and never was!)

Where speed is silver,
Quicker than thought;
Where breath is spent
Before it’s taken …
And resurrection is
A rootless, long dead tree.

31/1/2013

Photo from tangledwing.wordpress. com (if any objections to my use of this please contact me, I have no wish to use anything without permissions.)

Lady of Spirit

At the end of the world,

We paused, breathing hard –

The lady of spirit  –

She helped me float,

I helped her climb –

And I. We looked

Across the lovely, dry rocks

That came from the

Words of God.

 

(For Deborah)/Petra, Jordan

15/10/2012

 

 

Rocks That Float

Huge time-passing rocks

That float, like clouds

In a sea of grains.

 

Friend of the sands,

Whose carpet is

Knowledge and fire

Following invisible corridors

Written in the stars –

By the winds of histories,

And faith.

 

Desert camp, Jordan, 16/10/2012