Best Southwest Poems

A lean coyote chases a hare through
heat of desert winds. His swift doe
darts past my boots. They've managed
to escape, this time. He'll lead the chase
away another day.

I pause to watch the side-winder as he
considers a kangaroo rat, before moving
on between two century plants to a
rock...

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                 On the first day of yuletide my dear presented me

                  ...

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if the
wind is
blowing in
the correct
direction and

if you
put your
ear up at the
exact time timed

you
might
hear what
was a scream
well more a yell

of me
at the top 
of my voice 
now sounding
as if in muffled tones

I LOVE YOU
I LOVE you
I Love you
i love you...

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Five in the morning
Orange and red glow in the east
A new day is born

A single rain drop
Looks to be the final straw
Now the flood begins

Albuquerque view
Volcanoes on the mesa
Since the age of time

Once green and growing
Now brown and brittle and free
A Tumbleweed's life

With long floppy...

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Beyond the Batumi city, i am endlessly unclothed 
A.m., rose, i ran out of my bed
Hopped into a vile pleasure Naked and unbothered
Being Naked, i started my morning with dancing and singing nursery rhymes. 

Moloch departed for battle, signs in my dreams
Burning of written works...

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Baked mountains encrusted 
with a kiss of many suns.
Dry air moans on melted
shards of desert rock.

Blistered lips sealed tighter
with the dryness of every
swallow.

Stifling parched steps
yielding this sundered
land of our ancestors
footprints.

Forever silenced whispers
of discoveries not yet
heard through cracked
wisps of branched tumbleweeds.

Blowing, touching, caught
in the arms of...

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ebb and flow oh mighty tide
in the golden lunar light
waves that whisper to the shore
I'm always coming back for more

no wasted hours, I spend with you
my soul at peace when once I view
I hear you call, I hear you call
once again, I am enthralled

free my...

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colors of the southwest parade into my meditation tonight
turquoise clouds lead the parade, floating in Rubenesque puffy ways
I feel beloved, at peace, they have brought hope and revitalization
my breathing has changed, I am on autopilot, unaware of my awareness

relaxing into the turquoise, welcoming sage advice...

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From a distance,
the incessant chant of monsoon from south west,
sounds like an old witch practicing her craft,
Turning the sleeping dark cloud to a wandering gale,

On its arrival must the sun lose its seeming joy,
As she roars as a warrior in great toil,
And the blue sky...

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