Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Desert Sands (a 55 word poem)

Golden dunes
cold air floating

Where is spring
in our desert land
passing unnoticed?

swept by wind
grains of sand

Desert wind
gives no chance
a home to be made

with the rain fall
resting sands

Again sun appears
grains of sand
without home

A true nomad
traveling wind
a desert sand

copyright 2005 nasra al adawi

(photo by sheffco)

keeping in line with English August's blog on 55 words. I thought I should give a go. Please visit his blog to keep this game going. Try it and Im sure you will like it.


Blogger Casablanca said...

I took up .:A:.'s tag too, and its quite a challenge isnt it :)

Yours is really nice.

2:11 AM  
Blogger . : A : . said...

Great one. Love the end.

"A true nomad
traveling wind
a desert sand"

Do you want to add the technorati tag?

55 word poem

6:59 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Ditto to A, sorry I've been really busy but will be posting more now it's half term,

9:39 AM  
Blogger Het Waghela said...

I think its very difficult (at least for me) to put things in form of poem, to add to that, its in 55 words or any fixed number of words.

9:55 PM  
Blogger Mrudula said...

'A true nomad
traveling wind
a desert sand'

2:12 AM  
Anonymous rusty said...

Unexpected.....unnoticed.....inescapable...Air...Land...Sand. Just one word...remarkable.

6:56 AM  
Blogger Hopeless Poet said...

Great job!
I don't think I can manage to do that! Maybe because I won't be able to count till 55 :P

5:26 PM  
Blogger Bluesky_Liz said...

Good one, Nasra. I haven't been to many deserts, except the one in Australia. "It's so quiet" was the first thing that struck me.

I could never do daily-type challanges. I just can't commit.

4:03 AM  
Blogger Liquidplastic said...

You rose to the challenge Nasra, I enjoyed this. I will try do it.

7:39 AM  
Blogger Silly Adventures said...

Nasra's Poems (a 55 word comment on Desert Sands)

dear friend,
pencil in your hand
turns words into art.

dear friend,
present your desert land
to people far apart.

dear friend,
you bridge between cultures
gentle though strong.

dear friend,
I am grateful to your gift
Uplifting to us all.

dear friend,
a poetic lighthouse
standing strong and tall.

Just a try in admiration ;-).

11:57 AM  
Blogger Paul said...

There's a repetitiveness that gives it a kind of hypnotic feel...

6:03 PM  
Blogger Mrudula said...

Thank you :)

10:09 PM  
Blogger Marcus Harris said...

Very, very nice, Nasra. I just adore your poetic voice. It's so refreshing.

5:07 AM  
Blogger Idi said...

Nice, Iamnasra, I never thought over the fact - until now - that in a desert there is no spring...
never, never thought about this!

Well how glad can we be in Germany with all our rain and rain and rain...

Silly Adventures,
I think you have expressed the right words, also how I feel when reading the poem from nasra.

1:53 PM  
Blogger Misreflection said...

There's just something abt the desert that appeals to me..I just find it romantic..;) you've done a good job here.. Your pic reminds me of my recent visit to Dubai, too lazy to post the pics on my site just yet.

2:45 PM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

i have never been to a desert and yet you bought it alive to me. wow nasra, great work!!!

11:30 AM  
Blogger jawaher said...

good job nasra ....ur so talented mashAllah :D

8:43 PM  
Blogger Amie said...

pretty cool work and 55 words too. isn't that hard? limiting your words to 55. it can't be longer and neither can it be shorter...but i like it!

7:41 AM  
Blogger Renee Wagemans said...

Nasra, I like your poem. It paints a beautiful spheric picture. I just tried this 55 poem too.

11:00 AM  
Blogger Sheffco said...

Nice to see my picture put into words

11:40 PM  
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