River of the Pharaohs

in the sand washed dawn
over a thousand minarets
the sun wakes the Nile

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in the sand washed dawn
a felucca’s white sail
fills with calls to prayer

from the old citadel
over a thousand minarets
hangs the tapestry of time

where the pharaohs sleep
pyramids crease the desert’s sleeve
the sun wakes the Nile

For Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, where the prompts all this month have been following “in the footsteps of the pharaohs”,  a troiku (variant) based on a trip, several years ago, to Cairo- the city of a thousand minarets.
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30 thoughts on “River of the Pharaohs

  1. Yes I will give this a go. However the grands are due to arrive any moment.
    So I shall have to wait… just a tad – maybe this evening.

    Thanks too for the new word ‘felucca’ – and the scene well set for an arm chair traveler. 🙂

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  2. Really wonderful piece here – saw it at Jules place – and had to head over and comment here as well – what an excellent job – your words created images in my mind and had me right in the moments – truly well done 😀

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  3. in the sand washed dawn
    a felucca’s white sail
    fills with calls to prayer

    The calls of the faithful will bring a feeling of conscience that runs through one’s thoughts. In most instances, it will bring one’s awareness to a stand-still, to a feeling of wonderment for the
    duration. Great observation Thot!

    Hank

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