Gritty exhibition

once a paradise

moonlit nights and sunny days

answer is in the tempest

why uninvited spirits

shape-shifted to trodden sand

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #233


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  1. Ahh … eventually
    The sands of time
    Will bury mankind

  2. Ah… reminds me of the midwest ‘Dust bowl’ Days…
    But we know why that happened. They took too much ground cover for farms.

    • I can’t imagine what those dust storms must have been like. I’m sure the extensive draught and farming methods back then didn’t help.

      • The show I watch, said at the time there wasn’t anyway of keeping the sand out of their homes…It was very difficult time.

  3. With such, vivid, and, beautiful, imagery…

  4. Very apt take Eugenia

  5. Well done, great imagery and soul in your poem. Great picture as well!!

  6. Nothing (absolutely) lasts for ever, Eugie!

  7. ‘shape-shifted’ is perfect

  8. why uninvited spirits

    shape-shifted to trodden sand

    Wonderfully expressed …

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  10. Nope, Not Pam

    Your poem really compliments the image

  11. I like the thought of those uninvited spirits shapeshifting to sand.

  12. Beautiful. Brings all kinds of thoughts to mind.

    Have a fabulous day and weekend, Eugenia. ♥

  13. Sharp an vivid imagery Miss Eugi….
    BellaSita Mum sayss shee missess her place back inn was her Sanctuary….it was allmost burned to THE ground 6 timess……alof of ashess…not unlike sand rite???
    ***purrss*** BellaDharma an {{huggiess}} BellaSita Mum

    • Thank you, BellaDharma and BellaSita Mum. Wow, that’s scary and sad about your place in Hammytown!! 😿🙀

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  15. I could read this over and over again. Wonderfully penned, Eugenia!

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