Juan Olivarez

Freshman - 532 Points (september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Song Of The Mojave - Poem by Juan Olivarez

This song I heard, in the desert high.
Carried on the wind, in the evening sky.

It echoed over the desert sands,
As I tried to steady, my trembling hands.

It flowed over washes, it flowed over hills,
It made my heart race, with new found thrills.

It seemed to linger, on the Desert Willow,
As purple blossoms formed my pillow.

All creatures of the desert, both big and small,
Even the coyotes, with their enchanting call.

Listened as the song of God on high,
Arrived on the breeze, from the evening sky.

12/24/13 Alton Texas


Comments about Song Of The Mojave by Juan Olivarez

  • Silver Star - 3,266 Points Valerie Dohren (12/28/2013 12:13:00 PM)

    Beautiful Juan, you paint a fine picture indeed of The Mojave. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,245 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (12/28/2013 3:04:00 AM)

    makes me feel I'm there, such sweetly flowing! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,641 Points Savita Tyagi (12/24/2013 9:02:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem. In the silence of vast desert voices of mystic charm float. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 31,578 Points Gajanan Mishra (12/24/2013 8:27:00 AM)

    song of God on high, good write, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 24, 2013


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