- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Desert of the Soul
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The graceful buzzard,
on an early Spring high desert trail,
circling me with lava red beak,
wrong by a few thousand miles on my waiting car,
but not so far off that I don't respect him.
I've been looking at the stars lately,
really looking,
refusing to look away,
and that brings me happiness.
You only find religion in the desert,
in gardens maybe philosophy some times,
but that's like lighting a good cigar with a match:
a cigar but no class,
and so twenty years ago.
You know,
you're not far from the kingdom of heaven,
when you can see the awesome beauty of a well-survived scar.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 19 years ago..on Reltne's recommendation and I'm glad I did. This poem has a lovely a lovely feel to it.
Tess
dcpoet44almost 19 years agoas you hit on some key things such as religion and philosophy. it has some nice movement....don
My Erotic Talealmost 19 years ago... of words that tantalize the soul.
With wit written in code~
Reltnealmost 19 years agoSome excellent thoughts:
"You only find religion in the desert,
in gardens maybe philosophy some times"
"you're not far from the kingdom of heaven,
when you can see the awesome beauty of a well-survived scar."
Thank you some Sunday mornig pleasure.
