birdsong dry days
bald-headed cactus sweltering
in brittle bits of sand
where shade eludes scuttling things
searching for a damp place to be
sage sky simmers
over places man will not walk
but to collect medicine
for another heat
on the forehead of a child
leathery leaves turn hard faces
to boney-brindled cattle
and rough-ribbed horses
stumbling hot-brained
around twirling tumbleweed
a wrinkled hand drops tobacco
at hairy roots and offers a raspy song
about water and gratitude
and even for a desert
that can hold healing
in a gray un-needy clutch
In a list
A contest entry
- Nature Series - Mugwort, Spearmint, Emerald, Rosemary, Sage & Malchite by Amunet Wolfbane.
525 points, ended April 28, 2007, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Fantastic! This piece, I adore! The imagery is grand, it tells a story and the spirituality of it shines. Impressively done. Thanks for entering the contest.
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You are so welcome and thank you, again. I know sage well. *smile*
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lovely...absolutely stunning
nice, very lovely and absolutely stunning-the words capture the essence...well done! peace & blessings
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"where shade eludes scuttling things
searching for a damp place to be
sage sky simmers
over places man will not walk"
Gorgeous descriptions, my Sister...This is a healing poem, overflowing with recuperative powers...Good luck in Gypsy's contest, my Friend...
Wanda
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I am off for dinner this evening... but will be back alter this evening. I hope your day was sage-sweet.
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