NaPoWriMo Day 2 – Ochre


Ochre comes swirling
Without warning through
Hallucinations and illusions
Crafted so sweetly by the dawn
Rising over me in sunset
An earth long forgotten
I lay abandoned yet grateful
To be without the agonies
Carving in my fragile dust
Leave it to scar and rubble
Through without warning
Ochre comes swirling

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