Thursday, June 19, 2014

LONELY POPPIES





Vibrant growth in the Mojave Desert, humans roam the landscape

In pairs, in families, on tours, taking pictures

Selfies abound

I travel alone

Always




An eagle flew low and fast

Intent 

Did he see me?

My mind saluted anyway



History stretches off into the shadowed mountains

The poppies ephemeral

They will return

The Poppy Promise



What secrets herein lay

A birth, a death, a rape

Even the bedbugs have fled



Golden fingerlings grip the hill

Hungry for life

They'll die soon


My birding class visited Placerita Canyon which is near the Antelope Valley California Poppy Reserve.

I was happy to be there.



All photos, except the eagle, are © Sandra Ramos O'Briant