On Passing Through Death Valley In November Comments
I stood in the vast, silent desert,
Alone, on a winter-bleak night;
Around me the wind blew so fiercely
The stars cast a shimmering light.
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Excellent employment of effulgent imagework, and Meticulous detail...Solid Work. FjcR
Hi Yen, yet again you have morphed the every day living with nature so beautifully: 'Like pinholes in blue velvet curtains That cover the window of day.' Keep on sharingxx
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7/19/2025 7:29:09 AM # 1.0.0
The sagebrush and chaparral murmured In whispers of ghost-swirling sand. the lines and wordplay are beautiful..... adjectives used convey a lot silent desert, winter-bleak night... Indeed a beautiful poem