i hung my heart from the stiff arms of a joshua tree
to dry in the mojave sun.
the veins tightened and cracked,
muscle fibers stiffened and swung
ever so slightly in the rarefied desert air,
paling, and against the blue blue of the sky
it grew beautiful for a moment,
beautiful as all the poetry in the world.
Joanna Suzanne Lee 
It’s beautiful.
And the picture and poem just complement each other so well.
Thanks, wanderer. It was one of those where I had the image (more or less) in my head before I even started writing.
Seems a little tree sap ultimate cure all or at least the unreachable momentary Nirvana.
it is amazing what the desert air can do, Carl. 🙂
I loved this – esp the conceit at the end- yes, beautiful as all the poetry in the world. – Exquisite. – mosk
aw, thanks, friend Mosk!
oh nice use of the joshua tree…the drying of the heart…
and then the close..ha…mosk already pointed that out but…yeah
a week from friday? i will be working then but plan on being there
wont be early though as i will be pushing it…but maybe hang out
a bit after this time…
thanks, b. Joshua Tree is a pretty amazing place.
Yeah, gallery a week from tomorrow. It’d be great to see you! And you know we’re usually good to hang out whenever. smiles.
wow…that’s all I have is wow.
🙂
Hey, nice work – you caught something here… I’ll be back to check you out again… With Best Wishes Scott http://www.scotthastie.com
thanks, Scott! You’re welcome any time. 🙂
I absolutely love your first line… The whole poem, too!
Thank you, Laurie. The first line is my favorite, too. 🙂
Nice. What a delightful thought, to hang your heart in the desert and it becomes beautiful. Hope that’s true.
well, it’s a nice thought, anyway. 😉 Thanks for stopping by, Myrna.
It’s so beautiful when the whole Universe becomes a poem..Lovely words love ya friend!
🙂 thanks, Katie!