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My eyes have seen the desert rose
roaming barefoot where the wind blows
memories filled with hopes and dreams
ancient secrets I yearn to know
soft flesh pierced by the thorns of life
bleeding from the cuts of a knife
wounds heal in a tequila sunrise
leave behind the battles of strife
in the distance a flamenco beat
soft petals swirling at my feet
sweet aroma delicate blossom
wilting in the garden of defeat
my heart is in a solemn place
in the desert land seeking grace
to the songs of the cactus wren
waiting for sunlight's warm embrace
posted for Magpie Tales #301
In the desert land seeking grace - that's my favorite line.
ReplyDeleteWhy am I not surprised you would like that line? smiling..
DeleteThis is beautiful, my fiend, especially the closing stanza. I love "my heart is in a solemn place." Mine, too.
ReplyDeleteYes, that solemn place of reflection.
DeleteIt is all beautiful but the last stanza was my favorite.
ReplyDeleteThanks Gail!
Deleteits very nice and lovely
ReplyDeletegood work Truedessa
Thanks!
DeleteHi Trudessa - 'ancient secrets I yearn to know' - I often think like that .. wonderful poem with some beautiful lines ...
ReplyDeleteCheers Hilary
There is so much to learn and history holds so many mysteries. To unravel a few would be divine.
DeleteWhen the sun shines on through a better or at least brighter lol day can come on due
ReplyDeleteHi Pat,
DeleteThat is very true...the light brings energy..
My eyes have seen the desert rose...
ReplyDeleteYour eyes have seen the desert rose as well :)
DeleteWonderfully done!
ReplyDeletenice images!
ReplyDeleteI tried to capture the sorrow in her eyes.
DeleteHa - the light is a powerful healer..
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting and welcome
Delete'tis very picturesque!
ReplyDeletethanks Dezzie
DeleteWhat a vivid image painted by words
ReplyDeleteStanza number 2 stands out for me. I think of a beach scene in Mexico.
I do enjoy a margarita or two and those tequila sunrises can be beautiful
Deleteto the songs of the cactus wren
ReplyDeletewaiting for sunlight's warm embrace
There is life in the hot desert lands. One just needs to wait and be surprised when it shows itself!
Hank
Hi Hank,
DeleteI have always wanted to see the desert. To hear the hum of the vortexes.
beautiful poem. really captures the feel
ReplyDeletethank you
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