The Joshua Tree - Joshua Tree National Park, CA (February 2007)
In addition to this photograph, I'm also posting a bit of original poetry which struck me today. I don't know from whence it came, neither know I where it will rest, but here it is for now:
Filled with Dreams of the Skies, I Thought
Filled with dreams of the skies I thought
Mind pondered birth the seas had wrought
There perched upon low earthen bluff
Plodding surf not swift enough
For thought adrift toward distant height
And thither my steps were next to bend.
Filled with dreams of the skies I thought
Alit where crow and eagle fought
Peering down on slope below
With eyes near shut from glare of snow
An arbor green I spied, in spite
And thither my steps were next to bend.
Filled with dreams of the skies I thought
Amongst the leaves sweet Spring had brought
Soon brown, as sap escaped to grave
Thoughts wont to ebb in same strange cave
An undesired fate, this blight
But thither my steps were next to bend,
thither my steps were next to bend.
1 Comments:
Ha! I always suspected you were secretly a poet, and now it is confirmed. (at least to me, I'm sure you already were aware....)
This poem reminds me of a gentle breeze rippling long grass on the side of a hill - very pleasant.
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