The sun departs and the heat deceives
The darkness falls and the colour leaves
As the sun's in its final struggle to hold sway
With a purple, gold, red and dark blue display
The kangaroos wake and bound away free
The wedge tail eagle settles in a tree
The bright pink galahs squawk and settle down
In a dead gum tree on the billabong ground
The wild donkeys haw haw in the night
Wild camels and horses run away in fright
Dusk in the desert is nature's beauty made
The darkness wins as the colours fade
© Paul Warren Poetry
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Dusk in the desert is nature's beauty made. Lovely poem with good imagery and rhyme. I've been across the Negev desert on a camel and dusk really is beautiful. Also in the rain when desert flowers sprang up from nowhere. Lovely.