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| Moonrise over the Rincon Mountains |
rising full behind the Rincon Mountains,
a glowing orb in a cobalt sky,
with poorwills calling from the rocky canyons
and a dry desert wind running free
like a ghost horse
between cactus and sagebrush
telling me an age-old story,
whispers from the past
illuminated by the light
of a September moon.
~kathie adams brown (September 20, 2013)
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads
I love the "age-old story" and the "whispers from the past"-all ways to illuminate those moon lit memories :D
ReplyDeleteElla, thank you! Yes, the moon works its magic on us all!
DeleteIt seems the moon tells that ageless story and we continue to fall in love with it...lovely
ReplyDeleteSusie, I have been in love with the moon since I was a child!
Deletedryness of sand indeed can harbour love
ReplyDeleteVandana, I suppose so!
DeleteLove "dry desert wind running free" and "whispers from the past".
ReplyDeleteThere is something special about the moon...
Anna :o]
Anna, yes there is! and so many poems, songs and stories inspired by the moon too!
DeleteThis is made so pertinent by your description of a place so close to your own experience (if the photo is taken in your own backyard).
ReplyDeleteKerry, the photo was taken in Saguaro National Park Rincon Mountain Unit, which means it is on the east side of Tucson. There is a Western part of the park called the Tucson Mountain Unit. I live closer to the east and go birding there all the time! I can see the Rincon Mountains form my yard and I love them! Thank you for your visit and your comment!
DeleteIt feels,as if the whole poem was whispered by wind; love how you call the moon~ 'a glowing orb in a cobalt sky,'and 'wind running free
ReplyDeletelike a ghost horse' ~ your story will stay with me for while...thanks
humbird, that is such a nice thing to say! Thank you! I am so glad you liked it, and thank for visiting my Poet Tree!
DeleteA beautiful painting of the moon: a glowing orb in a cobalt sky ~ I wonder what age old stories she holds ~
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Heaven, there are so many stories and poems to be told! Thank you!
Deleteoooh, poorwills. nice!
ReplyDeleteMarian, do you know what they are and what they sound like? They were a new bird for me this year! I now love them!
DeleteThis has such an ethereal feel to it...love that desert feeling...so still and magical.
ReplyDeleteHi Kathie
ReplyDeleteThe stunning photo really sets off your poems. I love the ghostly timeless imagery.
Guy
What a beautiful place. Sounds like you really enjoyed it.
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