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The Desert

Seeing a hawk diving,
a jackrabbit running from
deadly shadow – I am reminded
that, the desert is no place for casual,
pointless strolls~ the cactus a still sentinel
only for its barbs. A near rattle tells me,
beat-it!

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Michelle Faulkner

March 11, 2023 at 9:45 AM

Reminds me when I used to live in Phoenix, yes the desert holds lots of danger if you're not careful~

Joseph P. DiMino

March 11, 2023 at 11:42 AM

Hi Michelle; yes, that's where I am, in Phoenix. I use to horseback, hike the desert a lot. Was bar-back at Reata Pass, and hung out at Greasewood Flats {Doc's Place) before that section got all built up. A lot of fun.

Speaks Volumes

March 11, 2023 at 3:39 AM

In a few words you told of the treachery of the dessert, the survival of flora and the approaching danger of the rattler. A cleverly formed poem with an abundance of movement. Excellent writing Joe.

Joseph P. DiMino

March 11, 2023 at 11:48 AM

Hi Wendy; when I write, I bring my entire tool box. In one poem there can be many forms, rhyme, free, etc., it is all determined by what I want to convey -- rather, where Spirit leads me, Free Reign. I cannot write any other way. The purpose of this poem is to elevate the understanding of poetry, where it comes from, to a realm of supernatural influence. I see you get it. Blessings my friend.

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