Daybreak on the Sand Dunes   Leave a comment

Sun pulls away from craggy rim, and pours herself into dawn’s shadowed pan
Purple sky ripens to blue
And cool slabs of darkness slide upslope
Snugging beneath brushy mesquite, slipping into sleepy rodent holes.


Yin and Yang lace their fingers on scalloped edge of sloping dunes,
Entranced by sand-track dramas—food chain mandalas—scripted at their feet.
 A Death Valley sunrise is generous with her gifts.



Posted February 26, 2013 by pjsisson in Uncategorized

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