Poem – The Wanderer, part 2

I wandered toward

a hill with Joshua tree

standing tall

there sitting in the shade

upon a rock a man.

With flowers in their hair

the girls dance under the cactus

free of concrete city bonds

flailing limbs

the desert gains life and voice.


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