West Texas — Photo-Artistry by kenne
I want to dance on your plains,
Twirl in the rain,
And let the drops fall between my lips
Like the crevices of your canyons,
Brought to life when you are,
Slumber when you do,
Live each day as you live,
My sweet West Texas.
— from West Texas by Emily Miller
“My sweet West Texas” – what an interesting line. I really like West Texas, but to me it is anything but “sweet” – unless “sweet” is used here in the sense of “beloved”.
We’re always surprised how many of there wind turbines are here, especially up in the Panhandle.
Love your beautiful photo!
I don’t know much about Texas but ‘West Texas’ by Emily Miller
is a lovely poem.
Thank you, kenne
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