Poetry · Writing

on the desert’s back

tender fantasy;

atop a spirited colt

nurturing our prized ten-acre

of controlled

wild wilderness.

gritty dreaming;

hubba bubba poppin’ over freshly

brushed mounds,

salty breeze and thirty ounces of ash

blasted-

over Coors stadium on a tuesday

summer night.

vast idea;

reaching-

reaching- open palmed

to an open night sky on desert’s back

unbound

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