Desert Alliteration (Revised)

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D.Lester Young
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since 2001-12-08

Posts 1219
Austin, Tx

0 posted 2003-03-10 01:44 PM

Two different styles are below. The words in the second one are all in the first with two slight variations. Some words I could not use. The thought is also from that list and the rest where discarded. The contrast I hope is your treat.

1)
Streaming sun blistering,
Storms thundering on the horizon,
Sounding off with anticipation.
Streams of dust baking,
Sterile scene bleached off white.

Fast moving wall of water,
Flooding from mountains hideouts
From torrential downpours comes
Foaming suffocation,
Fearsome flow of devastation.

Blossoming wasteland of renewed life,
Brilliant colors of revitalization,
Budding cactus flowers,
Bursting hidden vegetation,
Brief display of a desert paradise.

Winds drying up moisture,
Washing away tear drops,
Whispers again hiding,
Weather blaring in heat strokes,
Wounded plants again wilting.

Night skies so crystal clear,
Never has so many stars been visible.
Noises from animals awakened,
Noting the evening chill,
Nuzzling their existence.

Full moon rising to coyote howls.
Flames from a campfire crackling,
Frames of words creating vivid images,
Finding truth in someone’s expressions.
For tranquility is in the of living.
D.Lester Young 3/6/2003

2)
Streaming sun, sounding storms,
bleached blaring blistering,
devastation dust downpours,
humidity hidden horizon,
whispers weathered words.

Awakened anticipation,
wounded with white water,
foaming fearsome flow,
someone’s suffocation scene,
washing wall, wilting winds.
thundering torrential truth.

Rising renewed revitalization,
drying desert display,
bursting budding,
brief brilliant blossoming,
visible vivid vegetation,
creating cactus colors,
paradise plants.

Evening expressions,
sterile skies, star strokes,
moon moving mountains,
campfire crackling,
crystal clear coyote chill,
hideouts hiding heat,
night noises never nuzzling,
the tranquility tear.

Thought: From flowers in images finding existence, in life from frames in a wasteland, living streams on.

D.Lester Young 3/9/2003
Tuscaloosa, AL
Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry)

the_loner_23
Member Ascendant

since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

1 posted 2003-03-10 06:13 PM

Beautifully written

Cold hands means a warm heart

Mistletoe Angel

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since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

2 posted 2003-03-11 07:51 PM

BRAVO!!! Oh my gosh, I am quite fond of the desert, in fact I am going to New Mexico this Spring Break to observe the canyons and sacred church! I suppose it's the serenity and selflessness that most moves me about the desert, the coyotes cry, the music of the wind, the simplicity of a blessing, all soothing to me! (big hugggssssss) This deserves my golden eagle vote, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet David, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

carol
Senior Member

since 2003-01-25

Posts 624
Florida USA

3 posted 2003-04-21 11:38 PM

Great write enjoyed

Real friends celebrate in who we are and have faith in all that we can become
Lots of Love
Rita

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