Desertsong (Poetry)

Was left to wander alone
In this desert, hair windblown
A hot, beautiful mess
Written off, but not distressed
Finding peace and company
In these wide open spaces
I now sing my desertsong

A mess, but lovely in it
Hot by day, too cool at night
Friends with the desert fox
And with the lizards and hawks
I’m never alone out here
In nature I let go of fear
We’re singing my desertsong

Written 8-4-2018

Writing words, spreading love, Amelia Desertsong primarily writes creative nonfiction articles, as well as dabbling in baseball, Pokemon, Magic the Gathering, and whatever else tickles her fancy.

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