This Poem is a Thunderstorm, a Desert Wash and Wildflowers

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This poem is a thunderstorm raging across the scrubby desert
lightning striking mammoth saguaros, leaving behind
a spectral skeleton to rot in the coming hot summer sun
This poem is the sound of cold plops of rain hitting dry earth.

This poem is a flooding wash, where muddy waters race
forming their own paths leaving behind in their wake,
exposed crystals, minerals, tumbleweeds and gold
This poem is a flooding river in the once arid desert.

This poem is a kaleidoscope of southwestern wildflowers,
where once barren land save for chollas, and cacti is now a
beautiful landscape of opposites, lush blooms and deadly thorns
This poem is the hopeful voice of spring in Arizona.

This poem is a thunderstorm, a desert wash, and wildflowers.

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

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21 Comments on “This Poem is a Thunderstorm, a Desert Wash and Wildflowers

  1. You have painted such a wild and colourful picture of the desert for me, Linda, and quite dangerous, especially in the lines:
    ‘lightning striking mammoth saguaros, leaving behind
    a spectral skeleton to rot in the coming hot summer sun’
    and
    ‘where once barren land save for chollas, and cacti is now a
    beautiful landscape of opposites, lush blooms and deadly thorns’.
    I can tell you love it there!

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  2. Love this! Especially; “This poem is a kaleidoscope of southwestern wildflowers,”… and a poetic masterpiece! 😀

    Liked by 1 person

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