Hello everyone! Mish here tending the bar for today’s Poetics.
As a new member of d’Team at dVerse, I thought I would get further acquainted with you by sharing two of my greatest passions…photography and the Southwest. My native land of Canada is abundant in rolling hills, rugged shores, boreal forests, golden wheat prairies, lakes and mesmerizing mountains. Still I am drawn to lifeless beige backgrounds, the emptiness of canyons and the infinity of barren land. I think I express it best here in a previous post on my blog…
“New Mexico is my other home. There is a peaceful feeling that I can only find there, a need to explore the rock formations and lonesome desert flowers, a desire to just sit and feel the sun caress my soul. It was there that I met my husband and discovered a new landscape. I fell in love with both of them.”
My travels have taken me to other parts of the American Southwest which Wikipedia describes as all or parts of Arizona, New Mexico, Utah, Colorado, Utah and Texas. It also includes the most southeastern section of California. You may have spent some time exploring these areas or perhaps you have the privilege of residing in one of them. Fortunately for me, regular visits to family bring me back to hike new trails, camera in hand.
So today I am asking you to write a poem inspired by the Southwest. Bring lots of water and take a walk in the desert. Relax on a mesa, take in the beauty of it all or mosey on back to the ol’ days of the Wild West. You are free to use one of my photos I have included here and you can find more photos to choose from on my blog. I kindly ask that you give credit.
Happy Trails!
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Good evening… Mish will come in a little later.. I love the thought of the Southwest… a wonderful place to visit, and it becomes part of you.
Thanks Bjorn. The Southwest does have that effect on me too.
I will have to visit these places ~ Thanks for the lovely prompt and stunning photos Mish ~ Happy Poetics ~
Oh you must… so many wonderful places.
It’s part of my travel plans for this year 🙂
Oh Grace, you will not be disappointed…and I would be happy to recommend a few “must stops”. 🙂
I live in WA state, which is half arid, half mountainous forests & inland sea, but the magic of the Southwest has snagged me too, years ago. My wife is from TX, so we regularly do road trips across the Southwest going to & returning from TX. Thanks for a wonderful prompt.
I lived there for almost a year, and have been back a few times… I have a brother in law in Boulder….
The Chef!!!!
Thank YOU, Glenn! I can’t wait to see what you came up with….a bit up your alley, i “reckon”. 😉
Hello Bjorn. And thanks Mish for a wonderful prompt. Your photos are stunning! We’ve traveled this part of the country and done some amazing hiking. I was lucky enough to get to the Albuquerque, NM hot air balloon festival and went out before dawn. Rows and rows of hot air balloons, deflated, their baskets tied down — and then row by row they are “signalled to release.” An amazing site! Went there with my poem this time. Excited to see what everyone else writes 🙂 Happy Tuesday everyone.
Thanks lillian! So glad you enjoyed the photos. It will be fun to see what everyone chooses as a take off for the prompt.
I too enjoy hiking new areas when we go. Just have to adjust to the dry heat…so different than the mugginess of our summers. I did see the ABQ balloon festival once and actually had the opportunity to take a ride…..I will leave that story for another day. Happy Tuesday! 🙂
Thank you Mish for this wonderful prompt and gorgeous photos. Made me yearn deeply. I fell in love with the Southwest and the desert when in University. Every summer we trekked there and to Mesa Verde to do archeology. studies….sleeping under the stars…Years after I graduated I returned. Once with a guide, several times alone except for being on horseback. I was never afraid and always at peace. Did meteor shower viewings with small groups in the Mojave. Nothing in the world like it. I’d love to go back but my husband wouldn’t make it except on the perimeter. Did some trips to the haunted memorial at Wounded Knee and stayed with a past lover on the reservation while he took me and showed me his homeland, where he grew up and where his people were forced to live. I may have to do another poem along this line.
Wow…Toni. Thanks for sharing those sights and activities…great ideas. I have never seen a meteor shower. Sounds spectacular. The First Nations reserve in New Mexico is enormous. I love the culture of the Navajo…similar to that of where I work. So glad you have some good memories of traveling in those parts.
Wonderful memories. Because of a lover at the time, after summer university work was done, we’d drive up to his home on the Pine River Reservation in SD – site of Wounded Knee. So I really got into the culture of the Sioux…but the Navajo, the Pueblo…..such incredible people and culture.
Mish, you have forgotten the beauty of Alberta’s badlands, which is, much like your US southwest. Although, not sure, you have fossils, appearing, at your feet, like Drumheller does.
I have not been, therisa. Thanks for noting that….another one to add to the bucket list. It would be nice to compare the scenery of the American Southwest and Canada’s badlands of Alberta. Thanks for joining in. 🙂
Greetings everyone!! Thanks for opening up for me, Bjorn. Nice to read some vivid memories of the Southwest being shared.
Passing around some warm sopapillas with cinnamon and honey…my favourite treat from New Mexico…well that and a generously salted margarita.
Thank you for joining us and I hope you enjoy the prompt! 🙂
My favorite from the southwest was probably a healthy breakfast of Huevos Rancheros…
I believe that is one of my husband’s favourites as well.
Wonderful prompt, Mish!
I have lived in Southern Nevada (in a suburb of Las Vegas) for almost 30 years, so I guess you could say I’m a desert girl (with a Lake ache). 😉 And between the ages of 11 and 12, we lived on a Navajo reservation in Rough Rock, Arizona. That was a tough 18 or so months for me, school-wise, but the area is SPECTACULAR, and my family made it a point to visit everything we could. I can remember exploring the desert, and finding whole pieces of beautiful pottery. We also attended some traditional Navajo ceremonies and hiked breathtaking Canyon de Chelly numerous times. This brings back some great memories. Thank you.
Wow – what a spectacular experience.
Hey everyone,
Not quite familiar with the Southwest so had to use pure imagination.. along with the gorgeous photos provided by Mish 🙂 hope you guys like the poem.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Hello Sanaa…I think that using pure imagination works very well. An objective interpretation will add some variety to our reading. Thanks you for that. 🙂
My pleasure 🙂
xo
Hey De! Thank you so much. 🙂
I would think that Nevada would be considered to part of the Southwest. I have to laugh at “Lake ache”…as I live a couple min. away from a massive one. I believe I have “canyon cravings”. I still need to visit Canyon de Chelly, says my husband. Happy to bring back some good memories for you.
Canyon de Chelly is a wonderful place, not least for the fact that there are still places where people live. We went for a guided walk in moonlight there..
That must have been amazing, Bjorn… I definitely need to do that.
Thank you, Mish for an inspiring prompt and the addition of your wonderful photos. I’ve linked up and will return for reading after dinner.
Gayle ~
Looking forward to it, Gayle. I may have to break for dinner as well before returning to read more. 🙂
Thanks for this prompt, as I was prompt-less. I hope you won’t mind, Mish, if I converted your photo to black and white?
The black and white is fine, angie. Maybe if you could just link to the blog post “The Southwest: A Photo Collection” .That would be great if you could. Heading back to read your poem. 🙂
Thanks, angie..much appreciated.
I love this prompt. If ever there were a locale that inspires creativity, the southwest is it. I’ve never visited the high desert in northern New Mexico without wishing I could paint it. Today I’ve written of someone who did.
I admire her work very much.Just tried to post a comment on your blog but it is not posting. I will try again tomorrow. 🙂
Interesting prompt the pictures stirred my muse. I have always wanted to travel west and Monument Valley is on my list of must see. I will read for a bit and then catch up tomorrow as it is late.
I had to do another for this wonderful prompt. thank you again Mish. It certainly has brought out the memories for me.
Thanks for your appreciation of the prompt, Toni. I am nodding off here and want to give your second poem the attention it deserves so…I’ll be back tomorrow to check it out as well as others that may join in. Good night. 🙂
Good morning everyone and thank you to Mish for the prompt. This was a difficult topic for me as I have only ever been to the States once, to New York; I’ve never been to the Southwest and know very little about it, which is reflected in the poem I am about to post. I think I’ll learn more when I read everyone else’s poems!
I’ve read as many poems as I can but I have to go out for a while. I”’ try to continue when I return. So far everything I’ve read has taught me something, spoken to me, grabbed my heart 🙂
Hi Kim. 🙂 Your poem is yet another perspective. Thank you for rising to the challenge!
🙂
Just coming back to the pub this morning with a hot steaming cup of coffee in my hands. Finished reading comments on my poem — don’t usually post about that here — but Toni told the most wonderful story about her mom and okra as a response to my post. It got lots of replies and chuckles 🙂 Thanks Toni, for sharing 🙂 Really made my morning cheerful despite the grey day here in Boston.
This was a wonderful prompt — heading over now to read the responses – only had time for a few yesterday and they were wonderfull. It’s like armchair (or couch) travelling! Or a fabulous travelogue! 🙂
It was grey here today too, Lillian…but the rain held off. A mild spring day. It has been very exciting to read the responses with a prompt close to my heart. I hope that those who have never traveled in those areas still had fun using the visuals and their fabulous imaginations.
I love your photos, Mish and you have chosen one of my favorite topics to write about. I lived in New Mexico for over 11 years and though I can’t go back a part of my soul is still there! Great prompt!
Aww…I’m sure you miss NM after all those years. Glad you could reminisce through the photos.
Definitely did!
Mish, I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed all of your photos. You’re a gifted photographer, as well as poet.
Thank you so much, De. Looking through them, It became a trip down memory lane as my frequent travels there began about 15 years ago. It brought back some emotions of the trials of a long distance relationship with my husband (then b/f) and his homeland. Some of the photos are more recent. As for photography, I never claim to be very good, but I do enjoy it. 🙂
Sneaking in at the last minute for this prompt that is dear to my heart. Just left the low desert for the high desert, driving through the Mojave where the wild flowers were putting on a show–not as extravagant as in other, wetter years, but beautiful none-the-less. Thanks for this wonderful prompt, Mish–from your fellow desert rat.
Haha!! Yes! So happy that you made it, Victoria. Heading on over to read your poem.
Sentiments of the Southwest
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
purple mountain’s majesty through rarified air mountains lay in watch
sacred mountain mother mountain adorned with skull
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
boots and saddles horses hooves stomp shape shifters
dust devils rise up spin and just as quickly disappear
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
to the cattle on the old santa fe trail roundup
rodeo bull rider tight jeans broken bones and all
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
stars fly in the night time sky chaco canyon
ancient old mysteries and secrets whispered among the ruins
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
low adobe walls pinion smoke in winter hatch green chilies
roasting in the air the smell of sage after a rain
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
shame buried in the sand land of enchantment
animal trails in the sage coyote howls break the silence of the night
May 5, 2016
The time expired for me…so I will post my poem here….
Sentiments of the Southwest
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
purple mountain’s majesty through rarified air mountains lay in watch
sacred mountain mother mountain adorned with skull
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
boots and saddles horses hooves stomp shape-shifters
dust devils rise up spin and just as quickly disappear
home on the range the cowboys  used to sing
to the cattle on the old santa fe trail roundup
rodeo bull rider tight jeans broken bones and all
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
stars fly in the night time sky chaco canyon
ancient old mysteries and secrets whispered among the ruins
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
low adobe walls pinion smoke in winter hatch green chilies
roasting in the air the smell of sage after the rain
home on the range the cowboys used to sing
shame buried in the sand land of enchantment
animal trails in the sage coyote howls breaks the silence of the night
May 5, 2016
I posted it again, to get the breaks in.
annell..I was able to find it here…
http://somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.ca/
Open Link Night is awesome for those times when we miss Mr. Linky…I’m sure that many would enjoy your poem. 🙂