My Desert

I often get odd questions by others who don’t understand,
how can you live in the desert where the temperatures climb
Isn’t it only rattlesnakes and cactus, a dry barren wasteland?
but for me the arid heat stirs my blood, is incredibly sublime


The vast cerulean skies are the bluest of blues
and the hues of the landscape are in my tanning skin
this sprawling terrain on my soul is forever tattooed
to leave it now and go would be a mortal sin


I breathe in the monsoons racing across the land
I hear the boom of storm crackling thunder
I see the fingers of lightning like God’s hand
tearing the turbulent dusty skies asunder


I drink the cool water to ease my soul’s thirst
but no sooner have I swallowed, I long for more
Loving a land so much my heart could burst
my life is now here in this place I adore


I plant the seeds of herbs and wildflowers waiting to see
the cracking of husk the breaking open of hard shell
sending brilliant green sprouts at last breaking free
I am the seeds and the seeds are me, for we both dwell
In this magnificent desert, where our hearts will forever be

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poetics: On Geography

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32 Comments on “My Desert

  1. This was beautiful. You are the seeds, Your words are the seeds of inspiration,.
    And what is up with this asking you how can you live in a desert?
    A desert is a misplaced beach. Plenty of sand minus the sea.

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  2. The desert was a wonderful place to be in… I remember that if I had lived there I would have planted a desert garden, not trying to have a normal one. My favorite place was the desert botanical garden where I went during the weekends.

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  3. This is a very engaging piece Linda. A beautiful celebration of the desert. The picture is breathtaking. I understand your love of the desert. I lived in Tucson for a year and loved it 9 out of the 12 months. The height of the summer chased me indoors to the AC. I am a bear. Anything over 80 and I am cooked. But I love the essence of the desert. One of my favorite desert places is Sedona. My wife and I were invited, over a number of years, to exhibit and sell our art in their October juried art festival.

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  4. What a beautiful description of the desert and its magnificence! I love how you attributed the many joys this place brings you.
    This is my favourite bit: “The vast cerulean skies are the bluest of blues/and the hues of the landscape are in my tanning skin/this sprawling terrain on my soul is forever tattooed…”

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  5. Nice descriptive lines: “I see the fingers of lightning like God’s hand
    tearing the turbulent dusty skies asunder” I’ve experienced the fingers of lightning but have not been in a desert during the rains.

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  6. I would love to see a desert, so intriguing to see. This is beautifully penned and I love the ending lines:

    I am the seeds and the seeds are me, for we both dwell
    In this magnificent desert, where our hearts will forever be

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  7. This is beyond beautiful, Linda! ❤️ The imagery makes me want to go settle there 🙂 especially love; “The vast cerulean skies are the bluest of blues and the hues of the landscape are in my tanning skin.” 😀

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  8. There is an appeal to the desert that not everyone appreciates. I love your words, my husband felt the same way after his first trip to AZ.

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