Desert Love



I was so young
when first I walked the desert
alone, of an early morning.
When first I learned
those sands were anything
but barren.
When first I fell in love
with tiny pink blossoms
twinning between prickly vines
that hid beneath a boulder.

Written for National Poetry Month 2014–Day 5

14 thoughts on “Desert Love

  1. Gorgeous write– you give us so much in so few words! ~J


  2. Jamie Dedes says:

    Captured the first impression of lovely desert so well, Victoria.


  3. rmp says:

    it is amazing to think such beauty exists in such a barren place…but then again beauty is all around, one just needs to look. lovely verse.


  4. kamana says:

    i have not seen a desert in bloom. only walked and driven in the deserts of saudi arabia … sand and rock and sand and rock and more sand and rock for miles ahead.


  5. lynndiane says:

    i love the desert flora too – especially cacti in bloom…this makes me wanna go back to visit!


  6. Bodhirose says:

    When young it seems our eyes find all kinds of beauty in our surroundings. How nice that you can continue those walks in the desert to this day, Victoria.


  7. wolfsrosebud says:

    amazing what you’ve done with a few lines… I was walking with you


  8. brian miller says:

    i would love to return there…i have only visited it once…
    and def ther eis still much life there….
    and how interestingly different it is…


  9. Roberta says:

    Lovely! I was born in Palm Springs, so I can relate!


  10. I love reading about AWARENESS, at any age, any time, any place.


  11. Mary says:

    Nice… I saw the desert for the first time about eighteen years ago. You were fortunate to experience it as a child. It really is fascinating to realize how much life there really is in the sand.


  12. Miss Hannah says:

    Beautiful! I absolutely feel the mood of this! Been traveling to AZ since I was 4. Walking in the desert early morning is pure happiness pure contentment!


  13. Angela says:

    So lovely, Victoria! Your first 3 lines drew me in… so I had no choice but to walk with you through to the end of the poem. 🙂


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