April 23, 2018

 

Burning Man

 
 
 

Burning Man

blasphemy courted with anecdotal perversity
limitless chatter echoes through the canyon
all now weeping at the sight of blind hypocrisy
catching the orbs dancing with a butterfly net
Seeking peace but tripping through the garbage
sands stained with the blood from star shards
music calms the beast, the jungle just roars
pinnacle of life, enchanted in an icy cold desert.
tutelage from shamans moving to a spirit drum
casting vows of pious devotional decadence
earthy spirited flute touches the heart and soul
the burning man tosses ink onto the parchment.






Article © Ken Allan Dronsfield. All rights reserved.
Published on 2017-06-26
Image(s) © Sand Pilarski. All rights reserved.


1 Reader Comments

Krista Vowell Clark
06/28/2017
06:06:24 PM

Excellent piece of poetry! Perfect use of imagery,leaving me picturing every detail! Very well written,indeed!

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