STREAMS IN THE DESERT

Written by: nette onclaud


This misty river, scented sweet From bare land you enthrall, To quench the evening's sultry heat Beside your cooling wall. Low tide lends magic to this rite To twirl upon the dew Then lacquers every sand with white; And powdered shades of blue. Tanned cacti swoon to windy breeze Quite mellow to the ear, And harmony's drooled chant can seize This desert atmosphere. Under the moon's enticing beams Bright clouds drift out in space, Life's oasis and hopeful dreams Are held in froth's embrace. And never will these scenes be lost While I here vigil keep; Till heaven's gifts lie starlit glossed Then eyelids fall asleep. . ............ . . Nature Poems Contest of Poet.Undertaker 8/6/8/6 syl count--rhyme by nette onclaud