Friday, September 23, 2022

I could only seem to think in poetry

 3 am

Spring water and Orion’s Belt

Shooting stars

Winding roads through ponderosa pines 

Doe eyes glow

A perfectly crescent moon  hung from her shadow 

A lantern through the Arizona desert

Cacti inky black along the empty, open road

Cliff ledges leading

  cut the sky sharply

Gray-purple cloud clusters 

  dancing across the velvet-navy night

Dawn

Life. Light. Hope.

Rising

Song lyrics find me in the moment

So does He

Sleepy, teary eyes

Sunrise

Red rocks

Wonder

Feeling so small

Grand

Grateful 




















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