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(You come prepared)

I see you dressed in desert clothes

Though you may walk through me for years

 I am not the desert

The shifting sands beneath your feet are illusion

True there is heat and a light that will blind you

But I am not the desert

The flowers that bloom here are sweeter

And their succor more deadly

I know you though

You will not succumb

For you have come for desert flowers

And there are none here to be found

 

Author's Note

written as a cathartic one off in a few minutes

Reviews

[KAREN]

Very good poem to be able to write in just minutes! It has great flow and imagery to it!

[Esoteric Strand]

Quality speed-write. Anyone can toil and struggle over a piece for hours, but to create a poem in a limited amount of time? That requires true artistic talent.

Regards,

E

[SpitfireGrrrl]

I really, really like it - but you already know that ;) The imagery is pretty amazing.