Poetry from a Time Forgotten for Sunday, May 18, 2008

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Road from Sedona to Flagstaff

Across the miles of looming hills, and sunken valleys, creeks cut the landscape. Underpaintings of dark light shadow large rocks. Trees twist upward into overcroppings, silhouetted against a cloudless sky. We drive these Sedona reds, along winding roads. Sea levels change the sound of desert birds... Sign in to see full entry.

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