Death Valley Run

A poem about a run I took in Death Valley.

Running through the

hot sands of the desert,

taking in the views

of the pretty

flowers that sprout

out of nothing.

 

As the sun rises,

my heart

pulls up and out

like the faces

 of the flowers

following

their father sun

Reviews

[Wicahpi]

Bet that was quite the trip!
I've never been to Death Valley, but can imagine.
"pretty flowers that sprout out of nothing" amazing, huh.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A quick but stunning little write... it pulled me into the scenery of your run with artistic flare. Very nice.