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*** ***** ******* ********* the desert cares for no one but itself and its rugged raw beauty its thirst is unquenchable it will swallow whatever comes to it water, life take care of yourself or you will find yourself belonging forever in the desert the desert isn't humble it humbles you bring along water a barrel or two it won't be enough you'll always have the need for more thirst rules its the score in the desert the desert has unlimited skies and sun that never dims a lot beneath it dies only the shimmering heat doesn't cry for pity's sake you might see things that aren't where they are supposed to be like a lake in the desert I came from the flat land where the bear grass grew tall there weren't any mountains nor deserts there at all only deserts wide swaths of unwavering green so when I saw the desert I didn't quite exactly know what I was seeing but I understood its vastness how the land seemed lost and lonely how it was needy and mean and somehow needed me then the bone-dry desert winds filled my mind up with sand they said to me so sorry don't stop darling too long to wait n' see we might have other plans low it moaned low it wailed and whispered its time you shied away hied away (its now or never) leave now from the desert from the desert from the desert before you're dried up and blown away completely gone ******************* ************ ***** ** * the desert both enthralls and overwhelms and I believe that's what my dreams were about just wrote this to the page had the privilege to see Sedona with my friend who so generously took me there May 13th 2017/8:23pm from the desert in Dewey AZ where my friend lives/she used to be a Portlander and now she lives, and is from the desert. revised May 18, 2017 10:48PM PST no longer desert time, but pacific rain forest time. LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM/WORK AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE:MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD Vote for this poem |
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