Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Tumbleweeds



My mind-

a barren
wasteland

Devoid
of words

that enrich
its soil

A desolation
so desperate

I
yearn
the
dance
of
tumbleweeds


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  1. UnknownSeptember 20, 2012 at 8:35 PM

    I absolutely love this poem!
    - Blue

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  2. UnknownDecember 26, 2012 at 9:55 PM

    Me too :-) My mind felt like a "barren wasteland" for months. But now it feels as if I'm dancing (finally) in a field of lilacs.

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