Visions in the Desert

Road Trip into otherworlds...

Cruisin' across the Sahara in my 1952 Cadillac,
I was singing along to a song, thinking about Jack Kerouac.

Coming over the next rise, I never expected to see,
Such a conflagration of Walruses looking back at me.

Passing a lone daisy under the sun set on broil,
They were making their way across the big sandy soil.

Thoughts evolving and revolving inside of my brain,
Led me to believe I might be under a bit of a strain.

Searching for my bottle of purified mineral water,
I quenched my thirst and prayed for no less than an hour.

That these visions of sea mammals would quickly pass.
And leave me to sing songs in my old Cadillac.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very interesting road trip. I hope you were not alone in the Cadillac. I like the description and the very good ending. Music and a long road trip. Can't be a better day. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Pebbles]

This poem makes me smile :)

[fargone]

a wonderful atmospheric piece for those of us who rarely, if ever, see a desert. beautifully written :)

[ALiteRead]

What? You didn't see any mice?