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The Colors of the West

by Ingrid Hoyos 3 months ago in surreal poetry
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Into the quiet land

The Colors of the West
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Gold dust sand

Cashmere plants

Rocks of iron rust

Southwest lands

From ancient man

To royal Spanish lust

Cliffs and domes

And fiery stones

Throughout the reservation

Wild tea grows

In Navajo

To paint the population

Prickly pears

On cactus hairs

Sweet amber, red and rose

The canyon’s bare

Beneath the glare

Of hues that juxtapose

Bronze like film

The nectar spills

Into the quiet land

Flat-topped hills

Wind power mills

The age of modern man

Boulders cream

Spice and caffeine

Tones that never fade

Desert streams

In rainfall dreams

Of blue and green cascades

Sunset beams

Like tangerine

The lonely interstate

Flow with speed

Just like the breeze

Into the golden state

Joshua trees

With pale green leaves

Majestically grotesque

They welcome me

And now I breathe

The colors of the west

surreal poetry

About the author

Ingrid Hoyos

Former journalist. Freelance writer. Perpetually curious. Painfully creative. Poetry is my outlet. Slowly chipping away my walls.

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