STORY CLIFFS
Red cliffs loom over twisting green snake river
Wild and strange in the heat of day
Wild and stranger still by starry firmament lit
Dour demons of another time
Ancient spirits with forgotten names
Watch over this place
Threatening to plunge down
And rid this cut of strangers
Pages of unspoken history
Rise in print of Gods too old to know
Above, around and there ahead
The augery of futures past
I hear them now and then
In the thunder of the river drumming
In the whisper of the smoke trees
Speaking the stories of the Old Ones
Good stories to hear!
Posted by: DoctorD42 | 12/31/2007 at 02:41 PM