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The sun was newly risen above the Earth His golden smile warmed amber desert sands The grand landscape resembled barren lands as sepia grains were slathered in rippling waves That's what I saw through blurred vision the hallucination of turquoise rivers in a mirage This sea of sand was the color of maple honey but bore no trace of footprints, boat nor oar It held no countable fathoms of unknown depth to serve sailors as their watery graves Its swells were not waves washing to the shore nor slithering sea snakes, worse by far No lush oasis to be found as an illusion to my eyes, nor cool stream to quench a weary traveler's thirst This Eastern dune held no date palms for a feast nor shade from which life could be reimbursed Here, the moon does not control ebb and flow There are no tides except for those guided by Mariah Her harsh winds blow without a wit of warning and scorpions have no fear of drowning in undertow In the vast hummocks of gold glimmering sand I found myself living life sorrowfully chagrinned lost and confused while the sun blistered my skin I circled the shores of this scorched desert sea until parched, death took its final payment from me

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Date: 4/10/2024 11:45:00 PM
Beautiful poetry, xoxo
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Date: 4/10/2024 11:25:00 PM
Lin, hope all is well. It's been a while. Your power of description in this piece is amazing. The imagery is done in such a creative way. Hammocks of sand. Who would have thought of that? Very well done. The lines lead up well to that sad ending.
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Date: 4/10/2024 5:11:00 PM
such wonderful imagery and succinct, flowing rhyme scheme. You created the desert scene so beautifully that I thought I was once again living in El Paso and the Chihuahuan Desert. I was a runner for years; I made the mistake one day of running out into the open desert and quickly lost my bearings on the sea of sand that you describe...no oasis, no life, no one in sight. I did finally make my way back to civilization, but I was scared--never did that again! enjoy your evening, hugs, Sara
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Date: 4/10/2024 2:16:00 PM
Deep and up to ones neck in sand Lin, a beautifully crafted poem, one with a curious bleakness and inevitability, just what life throws up at us sometimes, Hey! Did you know no two grains of sand are the same, small comfort I know! but meaningful nonetheless just like your poem, cheers David
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Date: 4/10/2024 12:24:00 PM
Hi Lin, Beautifully said. The Desert is a crazy place. The last two lines went straight into my heart. Enjoy your day.
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Date: 4/10/2024 10:27:00 AM
Dear Lin, I loved how your poem clearly portrays a harsh desert landscape under the sun's unforgiving glare. The absence of life-giving oases and the relentless cruelty of nature's elements create a haunting atmosphere. It serves as the resilience required to navigate life's desolate landscapes and the toll they take on the human spirit. For some reason, I suddenly feel hot! :) - Blessings, Daniel
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Date: 4/10/2024 11:34:00 AM
I'm very appreciative of your reviews, Daniel. You always see quite clearly what I try to portray. I'll bring you cool water... Gunga Din ;-)

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