Wild Home

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
a poem

Submitted: February 12, 2017

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Submitted: February 12, 2017





The endless golden plain

That shimmers in the wind

Where the grazers lay claim

And branched silhouettes dot the horizon


The crowded emerald thicket

Where a deafening cacaphony of passion

Manifests from the energy of trillions

And the breath of the wild is heavy


The howling gusts of high stone

Crowned by blinding white lights 

Where wanderers push their limits

And physics is of little consequence


The endless, pulsing cradle

Where stone meets salt and crumbles

Housing fathoms so dark and empty

Their depths are seldom understood


The shifting dunes 

Where the fires of the sun are made flesh

And the Earth is scorched and sterile

But yet some survive there still




If home is where the heart is

Then mine is a wild, open space...



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