Of Nature, Desert, Sand and Western Skies
Of Nature, Desert, Sand And Western Skies
Oh, silence -arid air where thorny cactus grows
Where desolation runs ever so wild
Towering nearby whitecapped mountains of snow
Bless the sweetest innocence of a child.
At dawn, an avalanche of soft golden rays
Promise of a bright new day. Hope begins
With magnificent essence of last night's dream
A strike! Down topples wobbling bowling pins.
Oh, flicking tongue slithering across the sands
Promise of heat and sweat, salt oozing skin
Yet beauty lives within these god-forsaken lands
No place for the week, or feeble old men.
At mid-day, even the cactus cries out and droops
As air stands still, baking all to its glee
Marching ants scurry underneath in racing troops
Life seeks shade in ovens of sandy seas.
Oh, beyond the expanse- heavenly shores of green
Where the low hills sing a soft melody
Cowboys vanished, just lonely in this hot scene
Hot rays, heat and thirst makes the threnody.
Oh, silence -arid air where thorny cactus grows
Where desolation runs ever so wild
Towering nearby whitecapped mountains of snow
Bless the sweetest innocence of a child.
Robert J. Lindley, 11-16-2021
Imagism
Note:
Rewrite of an old poem from the early 1980's..
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