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Inspired by an actual camping trip

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The Dunes
©2011, 2015 Douglas S. Benson

Down the peaks of the western sky
On the trail from what to where
Thunderclouds preceded her and I
As we wandered wildly, here and there

We set camp for the night
By the side of the crumbling ruins
And in the silence before the squall
We heard the drumming of the dunes

And if I
Felt like, I
Could if I
Would if I

Beat the skin
Beat the drum
Just join in
When they come

The smell of wet dust all around
Thunderclap echoes drown the sound
Long enough for present tenses
And we grappled with our senses

Shook off oppressive moistened air
Quickly cleaned our dishes
Staked our rain fly tight to ground
And gave the greening sky our prayers and wishes


Dimly we
Knew that we
Would be fine
Just hold on

But too late
Down they come
From the clouds
Banging drums

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Flashing light illuminated her to me
We held tight to one another
Like twisted earthworms in a mud sea
As the ground quaked, so did she

While I slept
She held on
Waiting for
Breaking dawn

When I woke
She was gone
Leaving just
Voiceless drums

Only echoes, fading from the dunes

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from Soundable Songs, released April 26, 2020

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