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Heat lightning in black chalkboard sky
the dusty air thick, skeleton bone dry
collapse of thunderstorm approaching, comes
haboob, a wall of dust encroaching while
spectral saguaros beg the gray lead clouds
to lighten their burdensome load
as the arid desert cries for relief from searing heat
in the form of cool down pouring rain
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Poetics Temperature
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Perfect title for this….I think of erasing chalkboards for the nuns when I was in grade school and that awful dry dust that got in your hair and your hands and arms and clothes! And then you’ve described the desert so well…and the haboob which when it carries the sand and dust can be so violent. Well done. I can feel the heat and the stinging stand blowing – the searing sun….and then can almost hear the oohs and ahs of earth when the cool rains come.
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Thank you so much Lillian!
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Oh that is a scary looking dust bowl (haboob?) Would not want to be anywhere near it.
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Yes, they can be awful. Thanks Jade.
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YW, Linda.
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Wow, that looks very scary Linda – you’ve captured the energy of the desert so well and I can imagine the relief the rain will bring 🙂💜
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Thank you kindly for your words!
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That chalkboard sky looks tres scary! I can imagine what those folks in the dustbowl were so eager to leave.
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Thanks Toni!
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We could use some of that rain. Here along the Texas Gulf Coast about the only relief we get from drought and heat is when a tropical storm comes in. There was one today that came our way but wore down before it got to the western burbs of Houston. You told it well, deserts need rain also.
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We just got a heck of a monsoon here!!! ❤️
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That haboob was amazing. I hope it left some rain for the saguaros.
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Thank you Frank!
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I know we are friends on FB. You should see the video I posted of the monsoon we just had!
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Wow Linda, that was strong and hit hard. I had to get a big drink of water after reading it…
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Thank you Rob.
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You really took me there. Brava!
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Thank you!
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Awesome imagery!
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Thank you!
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You are welcome!!
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That’s such a stark image of the lightning in a black chalkboard sky, Linda, and the air ‘skeleton bone dry’. I feel great sympathy for the arid desert and everything that lives in it, and love the relief of the ‘cool down pouring rain’.Again, you’ve shown me the beautiful and terrifying extremes of the desert so clearly.
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Thank you Kim!
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I was right there, really draws.
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Thank you! Ironically, we had a helluva storm after I wrote this- no haboob, but a huge downpour that was much needed!
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I can imagine, as we have a few dust storms here, that the rain would be so welcome, and yet, in spite of the dangers, I find the dust storms awesome.
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Yes, they are.
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I enjoyed reading this 👏👏👏
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Chuck! Xoxoxo
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What incredible descriptions here! Wonderful.
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Thank you kindly!
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WOW!! I love how your poem describes this. I was so amazed, I can’t think of any words to fit.
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Thank you!
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