DESERT - Blogtober 2020

Desert

We roamed the beige chizzled rocks as children

The attraction, Lawrence said, is "It's clean."

Our castle's walls were mountains we climbed on

It's unlittered landscapes we would careen

We road our dirt bikes upon rough terrain

Night sky with stars as far as eyes could see

Gathered around bonfires with hearts ablaze

Never in a place have I felt more free

Our desert playground could not be sustained

Marriage held in a vessel so fragile

Marred by divorce it could not be contained

Adult's choices children's lives unravel

I treasure memories of the wilderness

Love's tenuous bonds my bewilderment 

--Shenandoah Lynd