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Driving Home from the Desert Country
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Driving Home from the Desert Country |
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Mabel A. Dilley Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 859Seattle, WA, USA |
 Landscape heaped into monotonous red sand-hills the tones and shades most modest, most tender. This is the region of sparse vegetation, the land of wind-eroded stone. Born from sun of fire and moon of ice the white shell of limestone embedded with fragile arms of star fish and clam shell. In a land of little rain you pray for aspen, a virgin grove of ponderosa pine, a stand of white birch that weeps a seasonal lake or a cool stream on western slopes of green mountains. Across a great headland is dull orange. Iron brown fists thrust forward into canyon walls beyond which we can only hope for the sea, and remember the quality of sighting a small boat, something of significance amid a remembered barreness. Summer shakes the lilacs awake, and you burst forth into the North Jetty climbing up the mighty Columbia, feeling the frantic spray of water and cross the bridge, driving home the fan tailed curl of an ocean’s wave frees you once again. It is well for you to glance occasionally at the stars or to think for a moment about eternity. "I am not now that which I have been." [This message has been edited by Julian Lester (edited 06-21-2001).] |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
such a landscape of images.. nicely done!! |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Wonderfully woven, Julian! Yes, Seattle, the sea, all are beauty to me, but I live in the desert now, have for 27 years plus. I see its beauty vividly as you have stated it in your piece, here. I see that you see it, too. Even though your words pine for the lush green of the valley and the wonder of the area washed with ocean air. You speak of your drive along the Columbia, oh it is awesome in its beauty, isn't it! Have you also seen the beauty between Moses Lake and Coulee City? Some of your words here made me think of it. Have you seen the contrast of Ohme Gardens with its surrounding desert hills? Something tells me that you know seeing the contrast of areas enhances the beauty of each, am I right? Thanks for taking me there with your poem, I love to go remembering. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
love your poem, love the desert The Desert Never Sleeps Like the torrid heat of the afternoon sun Absorbing the dew when the mid-morning's done Like the blossoming fruit of the Yuccas' new flower Attaining the height of the tallest of tower Like the tracks in the sand that were left from our walk Erased by the warm desert breeze as we talked Like the clouds in the sky shades of heavenly blue That appear to be angels floating gently above you Like the windblown ashes so gracefully strewn That belonged to a loved one whose life has passed on Like the beauty that steals the stark desert scene And a love that was both majestic yet serene Like the strength and the frailties of the fairer sex The desert's both simple and also complex ~Wynter.... thank you for your view "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Such a beautiful picture was painted from your palette of words....wonderful!! Take care.......Sue Suetang |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
Julian, I love it!!! I love the desert with all its contrast The heat , the smell, the growth Would Love to go to every desert for its special sunset, and then of course Have a telescope for the night sky Thanks |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
And you did THIS between laundry, cleaning, and getting ready for company? Sheesh, what do you do when you are really busy? Mabe, this absolutely beautiful and next time I ask you to send them by link - please send them - I almost missed this Monet here, or would that Mabet?  ~*~ Tell someone you love them today, as tomorrow may never come ~*~ |
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