The Dust Rises
In illuding dunes
chasing the mirage
the state of actuality infringed
by surrealistic perception.
The lattice of dream
crumbles on scorched sands
of ember time
hope squelched
by whirlwind of verity.
At the edge of darkness
dawning fortitude
beckons the zephyr
embalmed with philtre of oasis.
From the ruins of sphinx
the dust rises.
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February 25, 2020
For A Brian Strand Informel Poetry Contest
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