Each month, write a new collection.
I am pleased and saddened to report that I will not be writing any poems this month, since I have decided to participate in NaNoWriMo.... wish me luck! See you all in a month♥
Good luck Molly! NaNoWriMo is tough but it can be satisfying!!
The TreeThere was a drive from Mojave to TehachapiAnd by night you wouldbe on a stretch of the highwaywith your headlights glaring up the road and the silhouetteof a figure would be looking out at the edge of the road like a hitchhiker would be standingYou would have to take a secondglance as you got to the curve upahead to where the figure was andit turned out to be the shape of a Joshua tree in the shadows lookinglike a human figureThis was an optical illusionand would always fake you outunless you remember about it being a tree on the side of the roadthe burning of one of these trees wouldalso look like a person on fire withAll the illusions of burning aliveBecoming into reality when the fires burned in California by the Artist Margaret Garcia depicting the desert tree burningin the desert countryAs the trees burned in the illusion which was happeningduring the fires realityBeing we burn alive showing us the destruction of life and the illustrationwe are to sufferjust as the animals and the environment is destroyed
That's great Daryl. I LOVE it! Fantastic poem!
Desert CourtshipEl Saguarosurrendered toold Yucca's charms
Nightime simmers redBurn the hate awayTree returns to earthAsh waits for rebirth.
Yeah, I think you've captured the artists emotion!!