Best Bedouin Poems

Freelance wanderer carefully navigating the vast expanse
Shadow warrior doth stealthily advance without 
remonstrance
With bartered lance, pawned knife; abridged parlance
Shuffling in tantric harmony o'er unforgiving terrain;...

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After an arduous days journey across the hot desert sands.
The Bedouin relieved the camel of its cargo with rough, calloused hands.
With routine learned from his...

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In nights, in stillness those small hours
The clock’s quick hands caress me more
Than I can remember yours
Once held me close so long before

I am no...

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Youthful temptress, aging oracle,
Nymph-like debacle, Gorgon spectacle,
Retreat from retribution’s precipice,
And a transient victory wrought by avarice,
To listen to a parable
Devoid of the empirical.

Several centuries ago...

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I'm just a bedouin: 
I live in a tent - 
Cozy an' fair
Its fabric woven 
From rough goat-hair- 
A shady cover 
In the summer 
A...

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Wherever I stand,
It will be my holy land!
Wherever I stand,
It will be my holy land,
Listen to what I say,
And read my lips Friend!
The world has...

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Scorned coquette
perched so solemnly
upon your death stool,
claw deep the fresh flesh of victors
bearing armfuls of decaying flowers
stolen from your mother’s grave.

A diverse parade -
clairvoyants and...

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bedouin camel
plods over familiar grains
bearing rich cargo...

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I thought mirages appeared
only in the desert heat
but today right from
my very own car seat
I spotted several, one after another
upon the paved smooth street!
Each mirage...

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Oh, Friend Darkness, if I fall
                   ...

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Epigrams

Autumn Conundrum
by Michael R. Burch

It’s not that every leaf must finally fall,
it’s just that we can never catch them all.

Piercing the Shell
by Michael R. Burch

If...

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If you have never felt the lure of the desert, 
you cannot understand why people like me
prefer to be surrounded by sandy dunes.
An inexplicable lure,...

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Tell her you saw me ...

Tell her I was out on the bluff at the Cape
during a gale, much too close to the rocks.
Tell her...

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What Kim can do in Katmandu,   
Ken can do in Kankakee.           
What Tim...

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Closed
Arabic Poem by: Hammoodi Al-Kinani*
Translated From Arabic
By: Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_n_silk)
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Closed, so said the first door
Dead End, so said the second door
Don't Worry,
Sayeth all the...

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