The Namib Desert

Red and gold litchens

Make patterns in bone bleached sands,

dead land is not dead.

The Skeleton Coast

Shells of ships and crabs

are play things of the surf now;

their purpose - the lens.

Safari 'zoo'

Lions roaming free

while man is confined and fenced:

a neat reversal.

Portrait

Last day

Still now and empty,

The room's past is bound in bags -

Outside a frog sings.

Transition

It is closing time:

The known lies behind, with hope

standing shivering.

Style

Cool and elegant,

the Delft jug draws eyes; its chips

give beauty, history.

New beginnings

Grain by grain sand slipped

from the ostrich's sunk head,

lifting it, he saw.

Tudor Angels Muchelney Church

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