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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



Poetry Jam 'Desert'

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19 comments:

  1. Gail9:50 AM

    I do like this one.

    Thanks for visiting.

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  2. Gillena Cox9:51 AM

    Happy you dropped in Gail

    much love...

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  3. Out of Sight L12:12 PM

    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

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  4. Laurie Kolp12:13 PM

    beyond the mirage lay
    the greater oasis

    ... so much depth in those words.

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  5. Gillena Cox12:41 PM

    Lorraine, thanks for your appreciation

    Much love...

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  6. Gillena Cox12:42 PM

    Thank you for your appreciation Laurie

    Much love...

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  7. Jinksy1:07 PM

    If on;y the world would surrender to peace...

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  8. Peggy2:34 PM

    Thanks for posting this. I do hope after all their blood and gore, men will surrender to peace. Nice photo.

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  9. Susan Lindquist4:18 PM

    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!

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  10. Wendy Bourke9:07 PM

    “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.

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  11. alan17041:47 AM

    Great feeling and emotion and i can feel the power of the cross in this. Great writing.

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  12. Magyar9:02 AM

    __We wander through our deserts, set apart from another's trials; He... shows this peaceful path. _m

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  13. Donna Smith9:53 AM

    "yet He didn't"
    and only when we come to understand that "peace" is really "Peace" will we ever attain it in our desert.

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  14. Gillena Cox9:59 AM

    Thanks Magyar, happy you dropped in

    much love...

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  15. Gillena Cox10:00 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation Donna

    much love...

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  16. Sarav8:26 PM

    Enjoyed all your different takes on the desert. Peace is there yet people don't always see it

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  17. Gillena Cox12:03 PM

    Thank you for your appreciation Sara

    much love...

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  18. Mary12:46 PM

    Your desert words resonate with me, Gillena.. A fine poem.

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  19. Gillena Cox5:45 AM

    Thanks Mary

    much love...

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