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PONDERING DESERTS
pondering deserts
still early in the season -
His temptation
who wouldn't
left in a wilderness turn
stone into bread
yet He didn't
for beyond the mirage lay
the greater oasis
the deserts cling
only if when we grasp at
cold barren dust
vain promises
shudder into phantoms -
'fore hope of glory
still deserts teem
with the hoof of humped creatures
spices and cloths
trade and wanderings
after men blood and gore
surrender to peace
--gillena cox
19 comments:
I do like this one.
Thanks for visiting.
Happy you dropped in Gail
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As much as I love your haiku or haigas, this longer writing shows me so much especially how huge your talent is and oh so beautiful
beyond the mirage lay
the greater oasis
... so much depth in those words.
Lorraine, thanks for your appreciation
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Thank you for your appreciation Laurie
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If on;y the world would surrender to peace...
Thanks for posting this. I do hope after all their blood and gore, men will surrender to peace. Nice photo.
this has such a spiritual feel to it ...you've treated deprivation and temptation beautifully ... there is a greater oasis ... yup. this is a good one!
“vain promises shudder into phantoms” – an inspired, indelible line of poetry, particularly pinned against “beyond the mirage lay the greater oasis”.
By the way, I did attempt to link my poem to your Earth Day Site, Gillena, but a message indicated it was already linked. (I’m a notorious techno-goof – so who knows?) But thanks for thinking of me.
Great feeling and emotion and i can feel the power of the cross in this. Great writing.
__We wander through our deserts, set apart from another's trials; He... shows this peaceful path. _m
"yet He didn't"
and only when we come to understand that "peace" is really "Peace" will we ever attain it in our desert.
Thanks Magyar, happy you dropped in
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Thanks for your appreciation Donna
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Enjoyed all your different takes on the desert. Peace is there yet people don't always see it
Thank you for your appreciation Sara
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Your desert words resonate with me, Gillena.. A fine poem.
Thanks Mary
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