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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2 Comments
Post a CommentAnother super poem...so glad I cam across your page this morning!
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.