Oh sacred sun
Paint my heart in pastels
Once more you find me
Beckoned by the beige of
Chiseled mesas
Dressed in shadows
Tantalized by turquoise trails
Where time tumbles
In weeds, windswept
Wonders dance like dust devils
And I trust
That beauty still thrives
In lonesome places
Today I am hosting Poetics at dVerse. The topic is “Sentiments of the Southwest” where I have offered up some of my favourite photos for inspiration.
The pub opens at 3 pm EST. See you there!
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