L'Nass Shango Poet Verse

I Coming Back From a Desert Place

I coming back from a desert place
O dry it was and waterless
The drought rose up and strangled me
With cracking fist, and humorless
The thing like a predator took hold
Its claws sucking where its beak should be
The leaves turned gold then brown and old
The wind stirred dust and misery
I coming back from a desert place
My tongue parcht, stiff became
And every word I used to wet my taste
Became a scalding, gritty flame
But I here am to tell from trickling love
That arid winter premature in despair
I have a God watching o'er from above
And liquid are his promises everywhere

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Carrie Richards November 4, 2010 at 2:48 PM Exquisite are your words of pain, this make me weep....how blessed we are to have you come back from that desert place to share your words, and know that you have found your voice, ....it is we who were also parched and longing to hear from you. I drink in your words like fine wine, L'nass. Welcome back!