Love Sonnet XX

....in the land of lost dreams

Love Sonnet XX

 

 

My moccasins, worn from

dream walking across the

Mesa tops, then in shadows

through Canyon de Chelly.

 

Skin Walkers and Coyote followed

me down the arroyos and into

sagebrush plains, where

nothing grew but sorrow.

 

Ghost-like people roamed

these plains with grief bundled

on their backs, and poverty

 

scared into their eyes. Here,

in these lands of forever,

HOPE is a dangerous thing.

 

Aztec Warrior / redzone 11.15.24

Author's Note

...thanks for reading

Reviews

[Orphic Dreamer]

Wow, this is so beautiful. Each word paints a vivid picture. It's soothing and melancholic at the same time. I'm in awe!