A Desert Landscape / Hope
Heat shimmers above the orange sand –
The landscape sculpted by the Creator’s hand.
Wind-blown swirls of light and shade,
Wind-worn rocks of wondrous shape.
Hills and valleys, dry as dust,
A river course where water must
Have once given life to the arid earth
Before the years of drought brought death.
A lizard darts quick as a blink
Into the shade of a piece of stone.
Proof that there is some life after all
And the struggle for survival can be won.
23/05/2010 at 8:17 pm
I like this, Adee.
I could feel the heat radiating off the sand.
24/05/2010 at 4:20 am
Thanks, Halfy. Have a great week.
24/05/2010 at 5:25 am
How apt that this follows your poem about water…. There’s beauty to be found even in the arid of landscapes… where the battle to live is fought constantly.
24/05/2010 at 6:32 am
You’re right, Lyndatjie. I would love to go to the Namib desert with a proper camera, lol. All I have is my trusty cellphone camera. Desert scenery is so beautiful!
24/05/2010 at 7:42 am
Girl, your assonance and alliteration in that middle stanza are brilliant.
Wonderful, wonderful poem!
24/05/2010 at 8:22 am
My goodness, Cindy, thank you so much! (don’t know where to find smileys) *smiles broadly*