Otherside of Nowhere   1 comment

Windmill B&W blog-“Old Watering Hole” — Black & White Image by kenne

OTHERSIDE OF NOWHERE

Still dusty and dry
the old place ain’t
what it used to be.

In the desert it’s hot
Thirsty for summer rains —
Yesterday was windy.

Vultures circle above
I turn away only to look back
Disappearing into clear air.

The mountains sweep up
As if floating a gray color
Over the old corral.

Soft breeze at mid-day
Vanes slowly turning
The noisy water pump.

A shadow network
Of the sunshine moves
Across dry sandy ground.

I cut down an agave stalk
To become my walking stick —
An old phase made real.

High on the ridge-side
I follow my own trail
To the otherside of nowhere.

— kenne

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