Red, Sand, Looming

Posted by on Mar 27, 2008 in Uncategorized | No Comments

The sun sits hidden
Awaiting a desert dawn
Red rock will reflect.

Sand is everywhere.
Towers of stone dwarf small men
Smiles commence, jaws drop.

Moab is looming.
Big skies, big climbs, big tires.
Don’t go over the bars.

1 Comment

  1. Nancy Lamfers
    April 3, 2008

    The poem is beautiful, the experience comes alive. Must be an incredible place to be. Have fun!

    N.L.