The Mirage

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    Just a thought triggered by an Arab scene!

    The Mirage

    Cliff on cliff each rose

    To one another warming

    And for the summit vying

    They stood guard for date palms

    Green palms in shy stance

    Stood below like brides

    The tall grooms of brown walls

    Quiet palms and bare summits

    Scripted the desert betrothal

    Your ears and eyes strain

    To a single drum’s rumble

    And flash of hues amidst green

    Desert dresses up to deceive

    All that you see is a mirage

    Of colourful Arab collage

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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