Arizona
Location
Arizona dry winds
Blow open
Dusty trapdoors in my head,
As I sit
On a sun-baked rock -
Lizard's home.
Red-yellow-gold vaulted skies
Make silhouettes
Of the curved-spiny cacti
While shadows on the hills
Play out ancient dramas
For me.
As I watch:
The earth trembles -
Mountains form
Rocks split
Primal forces
Beat and abuse the land
Dinosaur's footsteps
Resonate through the ground
But this desert
Defeats them -
Tumbleweeds get caught
In weathered bones
Sticking up from the dust;
Monuments of past greatness.
I blink.
Dusk has arrived
And with it a shadow of coolness.
I smile.
For I am a part of this desert too
Just like the
Haboobs
Searing heat
Unique wildlife
Springtime wildflowers
Archaic ruins
Prehistoric memories
And parched-dry winds
Are a part of me.