Scary strange

Scary strange on that day

A time after night fell away

Between mountain ranges

Lost in a ring barked forest

In a world of grey trunks,

Their branches, each shade

Painting against an eroded

Blue sky and carved red earth

Strange, as life had all departed

Scary, as a 52 degree sun waited between

Gnarled shadows offering no hope.

15 responses to “Scary strange

    • With drought as a season, when passing through a dead forest as night falls, then the world travelled fills with something and nothing all at the same time as a mind fills its own gaps.

    • Apologies, Ajaytao. I did not get to read these words before your passing. I’ll most definitely go and have a read of your blog and posts 🙂

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