Tucson Mountains — Image by kenne
Winter’s Breath on Desert Lands
Be all but gone the tumbleweed
With breaths of desert winds
A stillness
Then labored sigh
The land receives its winter rain
Dry river beds spew the overflow
When clouds calm, and day appears
Suspended in dusk
Breath is caught in hues of haze
Snow falls,
Yet melts on earth so parched
Frost bends the Palm
Again the sun will kiss
The misty morn’
Fractured fields of dust and dearth
Slumber
Beneath blankets stiff with ice
Winter’s breath on desert lands
— Debby Alten
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Both the photograph and the poem are worth the visit here.
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