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TUCSON (A Sad Repost)
by Terry OlynikI taste
The desert
On
My tongue.
Sonoran sweetness.
I feel
The heat
Across
My eyelids.
Sonoran fire.
Let me
Dance
In your
Cottonwood canyons.
Let me
Genuflect
In your
Saguaro cathedrals.
On terra
Navaho.
In sunset
Barrio.
On terra
Apache.
In arroyos
Refreshed.
At Sabino
And
San Xavier,
Under
Raptor's gaze.
Star mantled
Pueblo,
Dusty
Serpent's lair,
Let me
Water
Your
Thirsty heart.
Let me
Soothe
Your
Sunburned soul. 01/12/2011
Author's Note: Originally posted in 2005. The folly of man forever sullies your name.
Posted on 01/12/2011
Copyright © 2025 Terry Olynik
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 01/12/11 at 01:54 PM Beautiful descriptions, really a great write Terry! |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/12/11 at 08:45 PM Beautiful. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/13/11 at 03:33 AM This poem really is exquisite, as is that area. Much beauty is coming out of this recent tragedy, and I have to latch onto that: heartfelt mourning for the families, support from all over, strong resistance to the Westport Baptist nuts, perhaps a jarring reminder that we cannot sit idly by on our good intentions. |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 01/18/11 at 04:23 AM ...awesome piece |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 01/18/11 at 01:44 PM Spent three years in the southwest and visited Organ Pipe Cactus National Park many times. This is a picture of that magical place. Good show, Terry. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 01/18/11 at 08:25 PM went to the southwest once. Loved the area.Great write! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/19/11 at 08:32 PM correction - Westboro Baptist Church |
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