Monday, April 8, 2013

It Doesn't Rain In The Desert, It Pours

4 comments:

Dave King said...

A real cracker, this one.

Jana said...

beautiful tree, what is it called?thanks!

David L. Bayard said...

On windblown eve I travelled...
thru eternal vacant arid plan.

Destitute save for sagebrush...
wildflower;
yellow, white and blue.

Pondered thoughts simple, sangrid, sacred.
Conjured heavenly dreams...
love, beauty, lost youth, heartbreak.

Distant mirage...
my sole companion.
Haunting...
love evoked...
painful visions of you.


Ha! Ha! just a silly poem.
your fault, don`t post such inspirational views....d

Stephen Baird said...

sorry jana,
i have no clue on this one. someone else may know.
nikonsniper steve