the shadow caste
is thin but long
in ancient rite's
masonic song
the idol wards off
Ra's good light
in confirmation
of the night
villagers
in sun below
bail the harvest
export to go
Nov 14, 2014
Stand By Idle
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Enjoyed
this very much! Felt as though I was there watching!