Desert Poems
#desert
Desert poems, poetry about the desert; uninhabited, desolate and arid landscape. Nature poems about deserts, areas covered with sand or rocks, where there is little rain or plant life.
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
7th Apr 2020 00:35am
7th Apr 2020 00:35am
I Can Fly in the Desert
I didn’t notice I was floating
Even though I knew I was weightless
And the air grew thinner above me
I didn’t see the lilacs below
Where they’d once touched my feet
No.. I didn’t see them
Or the cascading mountains
That held the wasteland in a sandy cage
I was taller than the peaks of them
But nothing occurred to me
I didn’t know that I was ascending
Into a fresher, clearer atmosphere
I recollected something, as the sun fell under the pastel horizon
I’d found solace in the distance
And freedom in the blooms...
Even though I knew I was weightless
And the air grew thinner above me
I didn’t see the lilacs below
Where they’d once touched my feet
No.. I didn’t see them
Or the cascading mountains
That held the wasteland in a sandy cage
I was taller than the peaks of them
But nothing occurred to me
I didn’t know that I was ascending
Into a fresher, clearer atmosphere
I recollected something, as the sun fell under the pastel horizon
I’d found solace in the distance
And freedom in the blooms...
#LifeChangingMoment
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#desert
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2020 1:36am
23rd Mar 2020 1:36am
When She’s Ready
The desert is so naked in the eyes of many
She was small, hidden, and undetectable
They said, grow up
Little girl, chin up
You can bear it
This mentality is debilitating
But when the rain washed over her
They didn’t see the roots
Of a woman beginning
Cultivating, photosynthesizing
In the shadow of their ignorance
When she’s ready, she’ll be armed
With a voice too loud to ignore
When she’s ready, she’ll be shining
Colorful and demanding
You’ll find yourself running
When she’s ready
She’ll bloom ...
She was small, hidden, and undetectable
They said, grow up
Little girl, chin up
You can bear it
This mentality is debilitating
But when the rain washed over her
They didn’t see the roots
Of a woman beginning
Cultivating, photosynthesizing
In the shadow of their ignorance
When she’s ready, she’ll be armed
With a voice too loud to ignore
When she’s ready, she’ll be shining
Colorful and demanding
You’ll find yourself running
When she’s ready
She’ll bloom ...
#strength
#inspirational
#myself
#desert
#SelfWorth
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
25th Oct 2019 6:21pm
25th Oct 2019 6:21pm
Desert Rose
Sandy, dry, desert,
Water gone, minerals form
Tan and rust roses.
Water gone, minerals form
Tan and rust roses.
#water
#nature
#spiritual
#haiku
#desert
473 reads
1 Comment
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
15th Aug 2019 5:19am
15th Aug 2019 5:19am
6 WORD POEM #3
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#spiritual
#philosophical
#desert
483 reads
4 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2019 11:46pm
3rd Jul 2019 11:46pm
I Lived High Summer on Those Chaparrals – Sonnet Sixty-One
I lived high summer on those chaparrals,
With country music, beer, and leather work.
In downing sun of coy-otes’ casting spells
Of life less lived, the concrete stall berserks.
In Joshuas and prairie sage consoles,
Of hoofs that slowly pick their mountain sides,
The dust and scrub in lonely fence patrols,
Where purpose and my lonely God reside.
How far and near that other self still haunts,
That peopled place I never knew as home,
That land of stolen dreams and nonchalance,
That bled my soul to exile desert roam.
I...
With country music, beer, and leather work.
In downing sun of coy-otes’ casting spells
Of life less lived, the concrete stall berserks.
In Joshuas and prairie sage consoles,
Of hoofs that slowly pick their mountain sides,
The dust and scrub in lonely fence patrols,
Where purpose and my lonely God reside.
How far and near that other self still haunts,
That peopled place I never knew as home,
That land of stolen dreams and nonchalance,
That bled my soul to exile desert roam.
I...
#loneliness
#spiritual
#sonnet #desert
#sonnet #desert
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goldenmyst
Bumped 8th Jun 2019 4:07am
3rd Jun 2019 6:24pm
3rd Jun 2019 6:24pm
Lioness of the Desert
#marriage
#lion
#sensual #desert
#sensual #desert
634 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2019 5:01am
2nd Jun 2019 5:01am
Fear of Heights
#love
#nature
#sensual #desert
#sensual #desert
518 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
1st Jun 2019 11:02am
1st Jun 2019 11:02am
tango in the sky
the lonely wind searched for a mate
he stirred the grass but she was mated to the earth
caressed the mountaintops she the sky
he blew through the trees rustling the leaves
but the trees were solitary creatures
denizens charged to watch over the land of mortal men
the sky watched the lonesome wind blow through the canyons
pushing the river forward across little pebbles in the river beds
with a heavy sadness, he realized the river was married to the rocks
finally, he blew over the parched desert lands
stirring dust...
he stirred the grass but she was mated to the earth
caressed the mountaintops she the sky
he blew through the trees rustling the leaves
but the trees were solitary creatures
denizens charged to watch over the land of mortal men
the sky watched the lonesome wind blow through the canyons
pushing the river forward across little pebbles in the river beds
with a heavy sadness, he realized the river was married to the rocks
finally, he blew over the parched desert lands
stirring dust...
#love
#beauty
#wind #desert
#wind #desert
625 reads
12 Comments
PhantomPhace
Poem Published
22nd May 2019 11:49pm
22nd May 2019 11:49pm
Love is a Ghost
Love is a ghost, flitting across my view.
It appears in the window, then disappears,
And the room is left empty and dark though you chase
That ghost, ever travelling, in search of a host.
You find the spark in a pair of eyes
For a little while ’til the bright star dies,
For its lifespan is timed. But you go on,
Alone in the desert for a thousand miles.
Then the story ends and your heart forgets.
You’re in a new land and you ask yourself,
“Whyever did I ever fret?”
The chances you find are infinite.
“You” are new, the past forms...
It appears in the window, then disappears,
And the room is left empty and dark though you chase
That ghost, ever travelling, in search of a host.
You find the spark in a pair of eyes
For a little while ’til the bright star dies,
For its lifespan is timed. But you go on,
Alone in the desert for a thousand miles.
Then the story ends and your heart forgets.
You’re in a new land and you ask yourself,
“Whyever did I ever fret?”
The chances you find are infinite.
“You” are new, the past forms...
#love
#stars
#ghosts #desert
#ghosts #desert
506 reads
2 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
16th May 2019 4:03pm
16th May 2019 4:03pm
Deadication
There was a poet walking through the sand,
And he didn’t know it, but there were eyes on his footprints.
As he walked along there appeared a man.
The man he spoke of a world of fortune and asked…
Do you have anything to give?
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
And he didn’t know it, but there were eyes on his footprints.
As he walked along there appeared a man.
The man he spoke of a world of fortune and asked…
Do you have anything to give?
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#memories #desert
#memories #desert
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Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
27th Apr 2019 9:11pm
27th Apr 2019 9:11pm
Sand Seeking
Stumbling, staggering
ever onwards on endless sand
an infinite stretching sea of sand
as far as the eye can see,
sand, always sand,
a detestable desert
where wearied walks
make little footprints
in the sand,
travellers seeking a hand
upon the desiccated sand
a hand in inspiration,
dried up and dried out
of ideas
no new pieces
so no new peace
upon the hot sand,
enough to drive anyone mad,
sand, sand, as far as the eye can see;
seek and ye shall find,
sand and signs
empty lands for empty...
ever onwards on endless sand
an infinite stretching sea of sand
as far as the eye can see,
sand, always sand,
a detestable desert
where wearied walks
make little footprints
in the sand,
travellers seeking a hand
upon the desiccated sand
a hand in inspiration,
dried up and dried out
of ideas
no new pieces
so no new peace
upon the hot sand,
enough to drive anyone mad,
sand, sand, as far as the eye can see;
seek and ye shall find,
sand and signs
empty lands for empty...
#WritersBlock
#desert
#NaPoWriMo2019
550 reads
2 Comments
Ely
E.A.Rothwell
E.A.Rothwell
Poem Published
30th Mar 2019 8:59pm
30th Mar 2019 8:59pm
Haiku #20... Stillness
desert sun
beats down at noon
oppressive stillness reigns...
beats down at noon
oppressive stillness reigns...
#sun
#desert
420 reads
3 Comments
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