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Walking beneath
the crystal clarity
of ten trillion
points of light
Where God has shed
endless dandruff
sprinkled liberally
on the black velvet
sweater of the night.

Warm desert breeze
ninety-five degrees
caressing my hair and face
the world sleeps as i
wander amidst ancient
spirirts and spires

The quiet is so loud
that I find myself
thinking about
just how loud
the quiet is.

Only my cooking fire
emits an orange glow
the spit above it clean
except for the bits of fat
that hock thier way
into the blazing coals

My sleeping bag
iies waiting Its
belly empty
Its comforts not yet met
for dreams elude me.

Where I chose to camp
was used before
It holds the remnants
of many other
nights like these
in the ashes of
Long dead
tumbleweeds
and in the bones
od meals comsumed
now buried in the sand.

I am not the first
to visit this place
Nor will I be the last
But tonight it is
My prowling ground
My howling ground
to desecrate or
pay tribute to
as I so desire.

The Cacti stand
silent witnesses
the rocks mute
as my footfalls
echo through
the canyon walls

These monoliths
have known for centuries
the blackness that swallows
all of the dsesolation
of this land and they
welcome it each evening

Morning brings the
brutal heatand
the relentless struggles
to survive again
until nightfall shades them

Soon the sandman
pays a visit even here
amidst the
vast storehouses
of his many grains.
My eyes grow burdensome
and so I amble back
to jot this poem down
and get some sleep.

Beneath a speckled dome
where at long last
I am stretched out
H O R I Z O N T A L

I lie gazing at
God's diamonds
whose brilliant
cuts bedazzle
these desert skies

Forever married
to the earth
my eyes
blink
once,
then twice,
then thrice
and find the
absence of all light
more suitable
to my restless mind.

"Goodnight."

Magnificient Music Composed &
Played by-Chris Bright-©-2023
Lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung by
Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Photo credit to unsplash.com

The Instrumental Only Version of this track can be heard at:
Chris-bright-330943118 – Meet-me-there-52623-714-am

The desert holds so Much peace and soul searching,

Sounds good , it did wonders for the Eagles and peyote
it always cracks me up on country singers sayin God's Country , Like God don't live in Detroit
They got more Jesus billboards posters then out in a small town
You can always tell a rich town with Pond supply signs
I guess the sign of wealth is owing carp
Rich towns have poodles and golden retrievers
Poor towns have pit bulls
rich towns they dress like James Taylor
poor towns like Snoop dog
You won't see a hot air balloon in a poor town
usually rich towns are 85% white
poor towns are 85% not white

Hmmmm... Obama probably wears shoes that cost more than my old truck.

Only about 5% of the human race is wealthy enough to want for nothing... and, of course, they own everything.

The other 95% of us only know what we're born into, live according to our own desires, and are accountable for the life decisions that we make.

Trailer parks and big city slums are absolutely no indication of intellectual or moral absence. However, unfortunately, they are sanctuaries for the criminally inclined... and those lacking common ambitions.

It is said, "If a man doesn't work then he shouldn't eat." But, contrary to popular belief, personal integrity does not obligate you to slave for scraps from your master's table.

There's much more to life than "keeping up with the Joneses..."

The quiet is so loud
that I find myself
thinking about
just how loud
the quiet is.

I did not intend to post, but being a desert lover, that verse describes a shared state of being so exceptionally that I wanted to say so.

Marty