Texas

The Lone star state,

 

I stand in a dome of blue glass,

 

turning about,

 

the sand warm between my toes,

 

The distant bareheaded mountains,

 

laying like fallen broken teeth,

 

A weed skitters past, idly

 

Its me and the cloud,

 

alone

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

You must be speaking of west Texas, maybe an area like Van Horn, etc. There's not a lot there, but it does have a special beauty and alure for those of us who crave big skies and land unspoilt. Your few words say much.