a gathering of tumbleweeds
hesitated, trembling aside the highway’s edge
until an odd,
hot-breathed little wind scampered by
and sent these airy, bouncing skeletons
of a dry and blue new mexico
somersaulting, racing
through the dusty roads and fields
of desert wintertime
(2004, Los Lunas, New Mexico)
Nature, a derivation of Natural...quite apropos, as you appear to indeed be a natural w/ thy plumme! I like this a lot, as i feel i have ben accosteed(on my own admission) on your aztec jaunt... NOTE: I noticed that our recent resident ignorance, has ''oned' you(see your rating box) don't pay any mind, as none of us do...Nice Work, Reverand'''''''''''''''''''''''{ F j R }
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is nice imagery. It's set in New Mexico, but it reminds me of parts of the California desert also. Well-done!