Inspired by beautiful desert photography, this poem looks more at the less beautiful and more figurative side of being in the desert.

Joshua Tree National Park
credit: Poetry Pantry

I chase footprints in the sand
while sun-scorched, parched and withered.

Eternally wandering
landscapes, dusty and arid.

Dodging prickling obstacles,
seeds you planted on the path.

Distant as the mountain top,
reaching for you seems futile.

My cracking whispers fall short;
loving words you never hear.


Written for a Poetry Pantry prompt, the poem was inspired by the beautiful desert image I found there. The scorched cacti and prickling needles seemed to be barriers to the lovely mountain in the distance. It moved me to write something more personal and emotional, based on the feelings the desert invoked in me.


About ewdupler

Gene is an avid outdoorsman, loves reading and is known to put pen to paper (well, he types) as an amateur poet.
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One Response to Deserted

  1. Great comparison, the desert and some of the more arid stretches of relationships. Love the photo.

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