Death and Beauty

Death and Beauty

A Poem by Fabian G. Franklin
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Desert daydreaming; non-rhyming freestyle.

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The air; so hot it parches the throat

Lays on the tongue like baking powder

A sidewinder dances across the road

Swimming mirage pools of asphalt

 

The roadrunner is an ugly bird

He looks nothing like the nemesis of Wile E. Coyote

His cartoon caricature is flattering

But at twenty miles per hour, his speed is adequate

 

It is a deadly game; dancing with vipers in the sun

The roadrunner makes it look like child’s play

Imagining bare feet on sweltering pavement

One can understand the choreography

 

Beauty and death burn together side by side

Endless lands stretch forth in shimmering seas

Sweat trickles down the neck in rivulets

As fiery lungs scream with every breath

 

Cholla in the arroyo burst like purple pansies;

Pink prickly spines like a porcupine

Beneath summer stones are scorpions

And the orange and black Gila resting

 

Mighty Saguaro arms rise to the sky

From Doric green-sleeved columns

Crimson fruit decorate the branches

With the perfume of lily-white flowers

 

Arid dunes roll empty and ancient

Where nomad travelers are eager to leave

But brave and dazzling sand inhabitants

Thrive in flames of death and beauty

 


© 2017 Fabian G. Franklin



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What a harsh landscape you paint. One filled with the beauty of life and the harshness of death. I very much enjoyed the contrasts you presented in such a picturesque way.

Take care - Dave

Posted 6 Days Ago


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Fabian G. Franklin

5 Days Ago

Thank you. Yes, the Sonora and The Chihuahua deserts are fairly harsh but full of life.

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