Desert Sands

Plain Desert Sands
 

~Sonnet~ Bleak is the desert with its shifting sand a boring beige canvas of dry dead heat dusty winds breathe fever with upper hand miraged images of oasis sweet Dull-simplicity,life~ abounds for none scorched cacti cast sinister shapes with forms outstretched under an unforgiving sun yet the plain desert sands for no one mourns O' that i could! evoke the heaven's rain and a watery blue moon to awake to paint this barren canvas new from plain Align!~these shifting sands to brighter shape 'Alas, 'tis not so, as the sands have blown deserts have simple beauty~all their own

Reviews

[Justin Tobey]

I loved this piece! I talk about sand in a lot of my pieces, and I think it's a truly miraculous subject. Although I have different views of sand and the Desert, you displayed your own ideas very eloquently and emotionally (not dramatically, but your thoughts to yourself about it in the poem added powerful voice.). I did love the ending, though. Sand is beautiful, but in a simpler, subtler way than most things we consider. A wonderful piece!

[Neville]

just as you so eloquently describe.. frighteningly beautiful and almost painfully so.. but first, one has to see beyond the beige...... N x

[Fran Marie]

Thanks N..so much for stopping by to read..always. Appreciate your reviews my friend

[Neville]

no prob, no worries.. my pleasure :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Fran. The desert had a special beauty. I liked your use of description. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Fran Marie]

Thanks John..So much appreciate your review on my poetry☺

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Fran.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

''Desert Sands'
Fran Marie,
What I like about your above peice is its realism. Nothing is hidden or romanticized. What is, simply is. This is true about circumstances in life as well. I felt while reading that you speak of the unforgiving sun, the deserts' own particular dryness and barrenness but then in the end it is accepted for what it is and seen as good. " deserts have simple beauty-all their own." This did me good to read.
blessings to you today.
Kathy

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Kathy..ever so much appreciate your reviews..always..

[Kathy Van Kurin]

You bet! It is so fun to do. Have a lovely weekend.

[Lyn Anderson]

this invokes a lot of powerful, yet subtle images of sand. A wonderful piece. I decided to go back to your beginnings and see what I could unearth.:)

[Fran Marie]

so glad you found this old relic...thanks so very much, KL

[Lyn Anderson]

No problem, I like to go back and treat myself to the beginning. This place gets so bunged up in the here and now and what's up for the moment we forget there is a lot of writing between the beginning and now.

[Fran Marie]

oh I hear that...a lot of my writing is a bit dated ...but I treasure my old pieces also those of other writers..

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Congrats on your great winning poem.

And again on this second win for this poem.

[Sister Suzie]

Very nice. Thanks for entering my contest

[Aspiring Angel]

I lived in Arizona for a number of years and yes the desert is a beautiful place, with beauty all of its own. You have captured it wonderfully here. Blessings, Lesa

[Adrian K. Smith]

There is a definitive flow and style to the piece, that does not draw attention to it in of itself. One is not caught up in seeing it as a sonnet, rather one reads it from start to end with the realization that the desert does indeed have its own beauty and the realization they are perhaps a tad thirstier than they had been before.

[Tenten]

you have beautiful imagery, it paints a silent seen i rarely behold here in Colorado, the words are gentle. a nice calming piece, with wise words flowing in between.