I define awe...
As the Voice of God
Whispering in my soul...
Desert mountains calling,
Wild sage singing,
Wondrous heart beating,
Breathing in the dust of a thousand
Hoof beats as ghost horses
Thunder by.
Sensing...
The brotherhood and the laughter,
The toil and the blood,
The lust for living of those
Who lived here,
Who died here,
In this hellish haven
On the Rio Grande.
Walking the familiar path
My blue eyes have never seen,
But...
My brown eyes have.
Yes.
My brown eyes have.
A contest entry
- Poetry! by luna-midnight.
1800 points, ended January 24, 22 entries
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Comments
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this is great, very deep in soem ways, and it came out very well
intresting ending. thanks for entering and good luck
Stephanie ♥
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