The desert has a beauty all its own,
A rustic scene of something to behold.
As you look into what the winds have blown,
Extend it further out, it does unfold.
A sagebrush tumbles by unseen soft wind,
And only stopping when the wind dies down.
The sun has strong effects, as it can blind,
But shaded eyes detect the wonders found.
Where even though this rustic land is harsh,
It pictures rustic colorful of scenes.
The desert’s greenery is not the marsh,
But dry and special kind of color green.
So next, when you are at the desert skirt,
Look passed, see more, than just a bunch of dirt.
Poem Style – Sonnet / Poem Catagory – Nature
Written by Lady Kathleen