Earl Schumacker Poet Free verse

Desert Tears

Desert Tears

Vast reservoirs of desert particles
Desert tears are sand grains lifted on the wind
They cry out to fill dunes to capacity
Pyramids of tears paying homage to the dead
The ghost white bones of old stand alone on the land
Sand fills every crevasse of their souls
Bleached white in sun light
No one is there to cry for the lost and gone
No one is there
The desert void saw to that with emptiness
Helped by an indifferent sun, its only friend
They dry the land together, gather up their dead
Count every bone down to the soul
Stretch them out along the miles   
Sand pours out tears like rain
Stings the eyes that cry
Cuts like sharp particles on the skin
Lost in storms along the way
Heads down, dejected 
And with the wind, sojourners disappear like magic 
Lifted to infinity and out of sight, never seen again
Desert tears mimic nature flowing out
Pretend to be rivers of real water to get it right 
In disguise as a mirage, under the soulless quiet sun

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Connie Marcum Wong January 17, 2015 at 4:24 PM This poem is OUTSTANDING in its imagery, in it depth of thought, in its beauty of the shifting sands that consume all in its movement in partners with the sun and wind. I loved it Earl! #7 Going into my fav's. Earl Schumacker January 17, 2015 at 7:38 PM Hi Connie, Thank you so much for your kind words and observations and the 7 is also very nice. Have a great week end. Take care. Earl

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser January 17, 2015 at 6:32 AM very descriptive,i like the plot you used and its a sad sad poem..................... Earl Schumacker January 17, 2015 at 8:57 AM Hi Olive, Thank you so much. I'm glad you found some merit in my creation. I enjoy reading your poems. You have some obvious skill. Keep up the good work. Have a wonderful week end. Take care. Earl Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser January 17, 2015 at 6:34 AM thanks for visiting my poems.. :) those comments you made inspires me to write more. :)! thanks much and Happy weekend.. :D God bless us all.. :)

Richard Lamoureux January 16, 2015 at 7:53 AM I felt the sadness extract the moisture from my skin. This is very well described! Earl Schumacker January 16, 2015 at 8:46 AM Hi Richard, Thanks! This poem evolved out of a haiku I did about a grain of sand lost under a rock. The desert cried over the missing gradual. (dry tears naturally.) I'm glad you enjoyed this. Earl