Best Dune Poems

Legends of the seas,
    Washed up on the white, crystalline shores,
Countless untold stories,
    Unlocking new doors.

If each shell was able to tell its own tale
    In the wash of the tides, in the wind and the...

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A sand-dune says to the wind that moves
Softly, passing him-by:
''Take me with thee, through valleys and groves
Whence birds frolick and fly;
Deep into a land of rain and snow,
Is where I'd rather go,
For this place holds no charm and I say,
I'm wont to fly away...''

Hearing which,...

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I lift the black veil
to gently reveal
her beautiful face:             

mystery no more,
brought to the fore,
shy maidenly gaze;     

deep eyes ebony,
whispering softly,
desert habibi;
 
long time I waited
to quiet this need,
on...

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Dune 45 Is Not Near Mars

Dune 45 lies in the shadow of orange dark sand
Namibia knows distances, drifts and winds 
Granular miles by car and camels heat
Earth knows Mars is far away as well
225 million km., remote, equally removed
Strange, sterile, in accordance with dune patterns
Never...

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"LOVE IS DROWNING IN A SAND DUNE"


her pussy cat was 
dirty like the bottom 
of a trashcan.
all four of us 
tried to disinfect 
her morals but 
she chose to 
collect her inadequacy 
without a bag.
the pakistani tore 
her pussy cat apart 
and she promised 
him...

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You Built Your House on a Sand Dune

By Elton Camp

Hurricane Sandy has come and gone
Homeowners now will begin to moan
The storm came and blew my house away
So insurance and FEMA ought to pay

These folks seem not to think it odd
To describe this as “an act...

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Steep Sand Dune

While we were standing on step sand dune
Started looking out towards a long lagoon
What we saw were a pretty pair of pelicans
Who turned out to be pair of perfect twins.

Long billed birds walked up and down shore
Waves soon would come in more and...

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It fell from a dune
Into my path
This day
Near where freshwater bubbles forth
And waves push foam
Fraught with tempest
Of a southern sea
Upon an isolated shore
That would turn fatal for
Two pieces
Perfect
In shape and size
Mother with child
Mortar and pestle
I can only pray
You rest in peace
All
Smooth
So smooth
After generational use
A vision...

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Skipping thoughts across gelatin rings.
Into the reservoir of Lethologica
freezing-mirror- reflecting.
Nothings back to me.
What once was so lucid, liquid transfusive, a free flowing mainline of Offering, conducive to something.
A hopeful seminary seminar.
Priestly Dreams: Turned Cold:
WaxingColdOfPrisonOfShielding
Unseen:PulseStar Bard
Hands:Snatching Shards of Fleeced Gold, of my mind as a drunkard...

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Ever moving
The migration by wind and water
As the sands shift with time
Changing the face
The feel
The look.
As sea laps, wind blows
Longshore drift
Collect
Deposit
Ever moving sands
Passing us by
Marking time
Ever soft and smooth
Nature abhorring a vacuum
Growth and life
Migrating
Evolving
Flourish and wilt
Flower and dieback.
Fixed to an ever-moving
Ever changing due. Clinging to...

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I will stand on the hill
let the wind fill my gape
let it bend me towards the land
as if some hawthorn shaped
I will keep my eyes fixed, though
they'll rush like great rivers over
One to the troubled east
one towards the western borders
I will hush the white topped...

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Rushing toward the desert monsoon
I sought to capture a rare midday storm.
We arrived to the valley of ever-changing dunes     
with quilted layers shifting in cadential form.   

Isolated and distant beneath purple majestic peaks    
whose grains of...

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He wore the Jersey representing the
Smuck of the Toolez Terrific, the
team that has dominated the
ToolTruck Sports League
for the last coupler years. More
over the rankings from all
over the world placed these to
Doughheads number one in
America.
Your organization establish the rules.
They create teams they find
sponsership and bosses pay
and...

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A humanity Slain by a black ghost flame

Because their God was an unspeakable name

A Mournful, Insane, multitude with emnity and self induced labor pains

An Eon that has never awoken - A Copt of Souls- skin of the seas soaken-

in the foamy afterbirth of aftermaths toil,...

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Whisperer of the ancient tales,
Breath of the Earth that gales.
Daylight's gentle breeze,
And dark night's howling trees.

Bearer of seeds and carrier of scents,
Sculptor of dunes and herald of storms.
Invisible traveller and caressing lover,
Tender murmurer and refreshing cooler.

The wind, an unseen wanderer,
A blind, playful squanderer.
It sweeps the...

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