egypt
anurous goat
cornelian bullfinch
bareheaded
antiproton
in a banknote
hawfinch
with urinalysis
the approver
was seasick
hallelujah ?
treasurership
will prove
responsibility
again
factual
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 3–9, 2026)
“There is nothing worse than ignorance in motion” Goethe
Roaming round the white altars
Where pharaohs raised their arms
The black pig of ignorance
Casts a passing shadow
Across the shafts of Lotus columns
Erect Egyptian guardians of stillness
Watching undisturbed over eternal time
Glaring sun blinds me
Lilliput figure hastening
Optimizing invisibility
Disguised by grains of sand
Hitting my eye
Visual assault
All to scuttle sideways
Robes flailing
Vacuum vortex shimmering
Cleopatra screaming
Asp fang flashing
History repeating
So transforms the desert
Page after page
Of the book of mirages
Slow zoom out
Watching the pyramids
Hiding the truth
Ten thousand years, to where she'd stood
rich men conveyed their livelihood
In lieu of gifts, they brought cashiers
to where she'd stood ten thousand years
The sand around the desert shifts,
they brought cashiers, in lieu of gifts
Where Ra once dwelt on sacred ground,
the desert shifts the sand around
Before the Sphinx, the Pharoah's knelt
on sacred ground, where Ra once dwelt
then, chained by Temu's hammered links,
the Pharoah's knelt before the Sphinx
Along the River Nile
Lies a potent earth so fertile
Before it met a sudden death
In the cold hands of civilization.
Now it lives only as a ghost
Once a symbol of becoming
A beacon of hope
A name we carried like breath.
They stripped her of her story
Wrapped her in another’s image
Called her ruins what was once glory
And buried her truth beneath conquest.
But Kemet still lives
In skin kissed by sun
In tongues they tried to silence
In the pride of those who still remember her name.
Pharaoh Akhenaten liked his potbelly to show
He told the artists to draw him Rubenesque without woe
An Egyptian monarch with confidence back in the day
So, the skilled artesian painted Akhenaten exactly that way.
I was crafted for you long ago of bronze
Carried by Egyptians like fine silk
I was once the ankh pressed against your pain
We crossed the Nile while pharaohs slept in lotus
dreams
The desert was once our home and Cleopatra, our
Queen
While the queen courted Caesar and General
Ptolemy ruled
We clung to the fevered silver of the stars
But now is today and all is forgotten of us
A promise to M.
Written in sand
They rise like ancient dreams
From the sands of Egypt
Gently kissing the sky
Whispering to the heavens.
How grand they are
The pyramids of Giza
With pride so high
They paint the sky.
What you see are stones stiched
With hands together so neat
Each edge lay in total agreement
To a will of a heart with ailment.
But Pharoah saw a dream
One the captures the reality of a life
That will never fade on the face of earth.
A story that stands the test of time.
I wasn't a native in the land, but I blended in
wasn't a place I called home, but I dwelt it
simply a misfit trying to fit in
a victim of circumstance
a weakened soul that knew no resistance
adapted to the cruelty and swore my allegiance
In the mist of the pain I found closure
despite the stress, i took hold of my composure
My true self hidden in a chained enclosure
I survived the tyranny
sorrowful songs were the only company
but in all the agony i remained a faithful slave
convinced that the only alternative was to be brave
Freedom was far from a delicacy I could crave
Then you came
with hope engraved all over your name
Rescued me from the land of shame
Fed my hungry tummy with the attention I never had
Pointed the way to freedom, where i could be glad
Watered my withered Love garden
and welcomed my torn heart into your haven
I beg of you please!
Take a tight grip of this hand, to never release
From a distance I see Pharaoh with a swarm of chariots like bee's
I give you my heart and soul to encrypt
I can't take a step back to Egypt
Salt from the sands of Egypt
Sprinkled into wine
To banish dark memories
Red wine mixed with myrrh
Infused with pink salt
Through wisdom
Praise!
POEM TO RENEE, MASTER HEALER
Perfectly proportioned Greek goddess
except her philosophies were
somewhat eastern
or eternal
Gold locks alight
magical medicine woman
aflame with Sakara heat
feeds us walnuts
wrapped in dates
Blond lashes thick as a
witches broom
crown holding
vine veins entwined
Serpent spirited
she blows crimson notes
into our stretched out
poignant palms
Dissolve untenable
unfathomable fears !
dissipate sorrows of souls…
silver wing tips of nightingales
come, come, pierce skin
fly far with Masters and
angels into Olympus
of open oracles
Remember Power, balance
peace, ChristLight
Mother Mary, ease
Michael and Chamuel
clapped clanging away
sores sliced ignorance
opened organs
spun wheels
Too urgent, so urgent
forgetting Love is
patient
I did not know
her time was
very near
I am mourning
My Beloved Master
©ghairodanielspoetry&song2000
the Egyptian queen's eye make-up had to be perfect
she instructed her face painter to make it extra green
and the blackest ebony you can imagine she instructed him
the harried creator had to add more lead and more copper
each time he thought it was right she shot him down
More green, more black, and she frowned at his efforts
No one was more difficult to please than Cleopatra
He did not realize she was planning her death day.
And wanted her corpse to look a certain gorgeous way
Serpents in Egypt engraved images for each being
Unveiling the lack of discursive reasoning in the heavens
Not manmade patterns to represent sounds and reasonings
Augustus was on his way to conquer her people
powerful Nubian Queen Amanirenas
launched her own surprise attack on the Romans
lead army of thirty thousand
conquered three Roman Cities
scarab
glinting indigo and peacock
symbol of resurrection
desert phoenix
you are a jackal
waiting, traitorous,
by my grave
to lunge and devour me,
licking my blood from your snout
you cannot consume my heart,
organ of my soul
for it has been weighed and measured
and I am gone to Osiris
but – see there
peeking out,
brilliant with the sun,
a tiny hint of emerald
glimmers in my smile
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