Spectors of Doom

War roars above ~ a hemisphere gone coal black, blasted with skin ~ned ash, soot ~scores the sky and rubble roils; blood can not travel on the wind. Lines cross, posts cross, peace cru~ cified. Food thought, wry humor displayed in fields of grain from sea to sea. Commun~ nication cut-off deafened by the omnipresent gale. Fenced in safety a jest. The gold~ en fuel, isolation will not save us. War roars above ~ a hemisphere gone coal black blasted with skin ~ned ash, soot scores the sky and rubble roils Blood can not travel the wind. An Ekphastic written in the Shape Form After: Gray and Gold by John Rogers Cox, 1943.