Sun-sorched desert
Waits for the rains
Tumbling tumbleweed
Broken chains
Dried up riverbeds
Ships with tattered sails
Snakes coiled like springs
Stings in scorpion’s tails
A one more forgotten wilderness
Shrouded in purple haze
Dreamings in the mind
Memories can’t be erased
A sea of golden nothing
Waves of shifting sand
Echoes, echo over echoes
A never-never land
Geoff Clay, Bishop Auckland
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