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Post by ARENA on Mar 19, 2022 10:13:58 GMT
The first bit of a poem I'm working on....
The relentless sun has slipped beneath the distant hills
The pyramids afar, lit by celestial candles
Framed as evening swiftly chills
A caravan slumbering by the darkening dunes
Arguing camels are now silent as they rest
Whilst the winding Nile reflects a thousand moons
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Post by althea on Mar 20, 2022 11:58:37 GMT
You express the the atmosphere so well.
Keep going with it. I look forward to reading the finished poem.
Just a little tale of friends who took a Nile cruise.
Because of the heat, they left the boat at 5am each day to visit the temples along the river.
I asked them how they enjoyed it. The answer was, that they were all "templed out" after 3 days.
Also Peter tipped the wrong steward on board and they couldn't get any toilet paper for the whole cruise.
I'm afraid I had to smile.
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