Sonoran Poems - Poems about Sonoran

...Lamp posts eyes through cracks of curtains spying sewing needles through mine uninvited screeching tires honking horns sirens plucking mind’s guitar unstop. Take me to the Sonoran stea......Read More

... Speaking Spanish wasn't easy for a gringo like me, but I had no choice. I was playin' cards and drinkin' Mezcal at a nowhere bar in El Paso. I didn't have any money in my pockets but I was bluffi......Read More

...A diverse array of flora and fauna reign majestic in vivid tawny imagery of shifting sand dunes and barren rocks-- sixteen miles from the golden rays of western tomorrow. Time is played out i......Read More

... Death Valley isle woman told parched lip me, I must learn to live with the icy pain To bosom embrace scorching sand sensuality, there had to be heartburn suffering Cooled by the sweat ......Read More

... amaranthine hues of desert cactus in bloom attract hummingbirds no other desert offers such gems as the Sonoran --- 7/2/17 ......Read More

...Lamp posts eyes through cracks of curtains spying sewing needles through mine uninvited screeching tires honking horns sirens plucking mind’s guitar unstop. Take me to the Sonoran stea......Read More

...The debate between free will and fate has taken a hard right turn to neuroscience, Brodmann area 4 the primary motor cortex of the brain located in the posterior frontal lobe (the one cut out of t......Read More

...DISCRETION IS THE BETTER PART OF VALOUR The river has run dry, its bed is empty sand. Across the flower carpet’s dim and dusty land Penstemon and brave little Brittlebush, Expecting an inundation......Read More

...SONORAN SUMMER The river has run dry, its dripless bed is empty, and Crossing the flower carpet dim and dusty, parched Penstemon and brave little brittlebush, Expecting an inundation, stretch i......Read More

...you said you missed me missed not holding my hand on the beach missed not showing me your Sonoran moon ah...you missed me you said you missed me that your time there was too long that the oce......Read More

...Mountain range in the distance. Rugged, jagged. A beauty all it's own. Saguaro cactus. Tall proud. A ancient man. Sentry to the past. Mesquite and greasewood, prairie grass, sage ......Read More

..."We don't speak Spanish here, speak English This is America” Unbelieving brown eyes Turned, toward that face Unbelieving that that this person Had a right, to open his mouth And utter death ......Read More