poetry
Dennis Baker and Anonymous
DESERT RIVER
Rushing through canyons
Slick rock and high walls
Gliding round rock slides
And navigating falls
The sun beats upon me
The wind slams my face
Muscles scream for mercy
Exhaustion slows my pace
Now rolling slowly
And later quite fast
I want it to end
Yet I want it to last
Digging deep on my right
Forcing water to my rear
Moving quickly past rocks
Supressing my fear
Adrenaline rushes like
A drug through my vein
Go this way… or that way
Slip next to the cane
Studying the Red Tail
As she soars on the breeze
I am spooked by the gar fish
As before me he flees
Make camp on a sand bar
No solace I find
Wanting for real food
And a bed that is mine
Look up to a dark sky
Filled with stars and moonlight
Peace and quiet engulf me
What a wonderful night
Nothing quite like this river
Always flowing …. ever changing
Carving canyons and creating
Life abundant…. life sustaining
A bend in Desert River
Too quickly passes by
Leaving placid thoughts
Floating memories high
by Dennis Baker
22
Cenizo
Third Quarter 2018