Winter's Breath on Desert Lands

Debby Alten
Be all but gone the tumbleweed

With breaths of desert winds

A stillness

Then labored sigh

The land receives its winter rain

Dry river beds spew the overflow

When clouds calm, and day appears

Suspended in dusk

Breath is caught in hues of haze

Snow falls,

Yet melts on earth so parched

Frost bends the Palm

Again the sun will kiss

The misty morn'

Fractured fields of dust and dearth

Slumber

Beneath blankets stiff with ice

Winter's breath on desert lands

Published by Debby Alten

Debby is a member of the SGV Inklings writing group and co-partner of G8 Press http://www.g8press.com. She's been published in "The Upper Room" magazine as well as her local newspaper.  View profile

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  • Cathy A Montville1/15/2009

    Another super poem...so glad I cam across your page this morning!

  • Mailyn J. Woody12/29/2008

    Having just experienced the parched land, unusual rainfall for the desert, and the snow-capped mountains all around, Debbie captured what we deser-dwellers recently experienced.

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