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Calling Me to The Desert

In the desert sand lifts
And swirls
A violent storm
Forming my name
To be whispered across the continents
Golden sand
No! it's golden money
Calling me to the desert

Nothing thrives
Nothing grows
Perhaps my relationships will die
Once I'm living in the desert

The blue sky holds
All of the promises like clouds
they'll cushion me
The sun burns down
And the women hide behind swathes of black
Forbidden, forgotten
Yet as a woman I am being
Called towards the desert

Nothing thrives
Nothing grows
Perhaps my beating heart will die
Once I'm living in the desert

Bedouins keep moving
Enough to quench their thirst
Camels, oasis
Princes and Arabian nights
Princesses locked in the palace
Duty bound and restricted
Like a nurse being
Called towards the desert

Nothing thrives
Nothing grows
Perhaps my very self will die
Once I'm living in the desert

Submitted: Monday, July 30, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, July 31, 2012


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I have a job offer. I have accepted. What am Ileting myself in for?

Comments about this poem (Calling Me to The Desert by Ellen Shaw )

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  • Jasbir Chatterjee (8/6/2012 12:27:00 AM)

    Quite a heart-versus-mind situation, I must say. Follow your heart, Ellen, but only when it is not self-destructive.

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  • Bernard Snyder (8/4/2012 11:57:00 PM)

    Well Ellen, I for one hopes you won't fade once you've arrived at the desert because then we won't be able to enjoy any more sensational writes' like this. I really enjoyed this. Thank you for sharing such a lovely poem!

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  • Leslie Philibert (8/2/2012 5:13:00 AM)

    A serious, well written poem about an important time in your life - good work

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  • Hunter Hunters (8/2/2012 2:21:00 AM)

    Ellen, am sad but people don't die when take good care of themselves. As a nurse I hope you will take care.

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  • Thomas A Robinson (7/30/2012 9:37:00 PM)

    it will be a life changing experience.Welcome it, embrace it, if you don' you'll regret it the rest of your life

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  • Sandra J. (7/30/2012 7:36:00 PM)

    Intriguing imagery, nicely penned ideals of loneliness finding a way to dreams In the desert.

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