I find book titles such wonderful inspiration. This poem is made of words and phrases from the titles of a single author. (Bonus points if anyone correctly identifies who it is.)
In the lion valley
leave the crocodile of forgetfulness
on the sandbank of desire, the case
for love in the summer of a dragon moon
curse the borrower of night
in the street of four hundred pharaohs
silhouetted in scarlet and green velvet
the devil may care that the seventh sinner
is naked once more, but the Dead Sea is a cipher
and the last camel died at noon
The Daily Compost 