Desertscape…a wonder

A wonder…
Colors smeared in vacillating, rising heat,
red tinged and shimmering haze,
earth cracking,
the azure sky, endless,
melds into the sun’s harsh glare,
and eyes seek refuge into the shadows cool.
The desert is alive with silent,
tenuous hearts beating,
buried deep in repose,
awaiting the dark rapture,
and dust alone weaves its errant path,
stinging sand in solemn sprays of spite
hone the desolation.
A godless state it seems,
this red parched pariah,
when cacti still, wound in leather-ed wax,
hold their breath,
frozen in the fires of a berating sun,
and water sunk to far depths,
to escape the fray.
Dry, shriveling air, pounding,
intermittent gales sweep the flat,
relentlessly,
and the wind cries,
moans for all the death that once echoed here,
lost to harsh and unforgiving life.
How sweet when that exhausted sun relents,
to fall to slumber,
beneath a blanketed horizon,
and azure turns to hues of purple night,
where stars dare to invade,
like pinpricks in the sky,
their light a memory of when once that sun did glare.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Beautiful verse of the desert. A desert has its own song within its profound silence, voices in the sand, whispers from the past. I love the desert at night when I can hear those voices in the wind and sand. Very elegant image of the desert, Tony.
Beautiful verse of the desert. A desert has its own song within its profound silence, voices in the sand, whispers from the past. I love the desert at night when I can hear those voices in the wind and sand. Very elegant image of the desert, Tony. It is peaceful for me and I need some peace right now.
Pleased you enjoyed it Phyllis, take care.
You have painted this image with your artistic words so stunningly. It is as if I am right there, this very moment. “Purple night” is exceptionally lovely, as is all of it.
So pleased you enjoyed the work Tamara. You kind words much appreciated. Cheers!
You have left me breathless, scorched from the heat intense desert. I’ve traversed on it and not only felt the harshness of it, but also the extreme beauty it offers the beholders eye. Once again, you’ve taken your colorful brush in hand and painted us all a picture so majestic. Loved it, bravo and kudos my friend.
Thanks Vincent, glad you enjoyed it my friend. Cheers!