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Chihuahuan
all there is
is dirt
flowers cannot blossom
on parched, aching ground
they cry for salvation
shriveled petals shrink
and dream of sweet droplets to quench their thirst
alas, under a scorching desert sun
all there is
is dirt
is dirt
flowers cannot blossom
on parched, aching ground
they cry for salvation
shriveled petals shrink
and dream of sweet droplets to quench their thirst
alas, under a scorching desert sun
all there is
is dirt
Published 26th Jan 2019
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26th Jan 2019 2:24am
A sad desert. I hope that does not reflect future life as we destroy the planet
31st Jan 2019 4:23am
Beautiful in its brevity!
In just two short stanzas, you captured the immense barrenness, and lifelessness of the uninhabitable deserts of the earth. I loved your personification of the flower petals, and the 'sweet droplets' was a nice touch.
As Sweet said, if we aren't careful, these uninhabitable areas will continue to grow.
In just two short stanzas, you captured the immense barrenness, and lifelessness of the uninhabitable deserts of the earth. I loved your personification of the flower petals, and the 'sweet droplets' was a nice touch.
As Sweet said, if we aren't careful, these uninhabitable areas will continue to grow.
12th Mar 2024 9:38pm
"flowers cannot blossom
on parched, aching ground
they cry for salvation" I liked the feel on this line.
Great work.
on parched, aching ground
they cry for salvation" I liked the feel on this line.
Great work.
