"Mystic Desert Rivers"

Crawling across the barren cactus wilderness... Chasing this impossible dream... He followed the mirage of an exotic wild river wide, flowing effortlessly through his mind made illusions, beneath the sweltering desert sky...

a poem by Harlon Rivers

Crawling across the barren cactus wilderness

Chasing this impossible dream

He followed the mirage of an exotic wild river wide

Flowing effortlessly through his mind made illusions

Beneath the sweltering desert sky

Rippling down stream towards the refreshing Ocean’s tide

He searched charily through a labyrinth of chimera

While standing on the brink of delirious splendor

Spiny leaves awakened all senses of uncertainty

Mystic static air excites his sun wilted skin

Enticing infinite reborn senses to come alive

Imagination’s dreams evolve into distinct possibilities

A daydream of an erotic fragrant, vibrant flower

Pricking his heart, drawing blood with her cactus quill

A figment of a poignant hallucination

Inching slowly, slithering and frayed

Wearing his heart on his sleeve

Too thirsty to drink, once bitten, twice shy

At the crossroads of an oases

The illusion of a meandering basin river turned far, deep and wide

The mysterious desert flora hid bashfully

Behind a sun faded shadow of solitude,

With her taproot in a desert spring’s bedrock

Her beauty reflected in the twinkling of his eye

A prairie wolf paces in the distance

Vultures are gliding in the arid desert skies

Silhouettes gracefully soaring in hazy solar disguise

Coyote, was just listening to the blustering wind howl

Blowing the drifting sand over

the lonesome travelers’ trail of trials

"Taunt and tease prickly pear blossom

Share the simple life of the prairie breeze

While I’m crawling through pebbles and cobbles

Over bedrock through sand dune fields to the sea

Your splendors draw me to your spring water oases

The spirit of your abundant soul set me free"...

© 2012 Harlon Rivers

"Shine On"

This poem was inspired by a profoundly enlightening human being...

...far brighter than these words could ever express...

Shine on  bright light...

Shine On...

 Shining with the effervescence of an eruption on the sun,

The Essence of her heart of soul glows brilliantly into the universe.

There has been every possible human raison d'être

To ebb her inherent spiritual soul shine
Compassion weeps from inspiration’s brilliance,

As if it were a shower of solar wind and rain

Energizing her ethereal poignant ambiance

Sun flow seems to shower down from the starry sky,

Igniting an emotional air of flooding bright light

From the aura of this angel of mercy

No Sun’s Moon could eclipse the luminosity of her being.

A spiritual radiance from another enchanting realm

Transcends all illumination

Heightening each intertwined plateau of her true nature

As destiny’s tangled and knotted roots embed

Into the oneness of indivisible unity

Surrendering willingly to love’s spontaneous flow

While yielding without resistance in a destined leap of faith

Trusting glowing feelings of an ardent free spirit

Blissful singing overwhelms me

The glistening aurora awakened a vibrant symphony of hearts

Enlightening the adoring moment,

Vividly a bird serenely sang …

“My moon… there is so much more to love than we see”~

December, 2012…Harlon Rivers

"Could I Stay Away?"

Should I stay away from love's garden?

Could I even if I tried?

Reading you feel you don’t know me,

came as an unexpected surprise

Knowing you felt safe with me,

gave me a sheer force of will to survive …

The garden of the heart and soul

needs a caring gardener’s passionate touch

A moment left me shyly withdrawn and wondering,

being tested by passing season’s lessons of trust

Tender loving caretakers breathe in every breath knowing

the heart needs a home ...

Was the world spinning around so fast,

I missed the season's fleeting time?

Seasons can change so quickly,

the patient do not even notice when or why, 

you feel like you're constantly left swimming 

alone against the tide ...

A garden of love flourishes from deep within

the spirit of the heart of soul

Never afraid of making love ~

with the earth beneath our nails 

The desires thriving within our passion  

are harmonious euphoric dreams left untold ...

 Love has a living fostered heart

You never see the warning signs

Budding spirits blossom 

through compassionate nurturing,

deeply rooting what naturally

blooms over needed time ...

In the silence of the garden of happiness,

embrace  the peace that’s found within

Knowing if I stay here forever,

won't you listen to my heart's song ?

How will you know 

when you hear my voice calling in the wind?

Will you feel the rhythm of the heartbeat of my soul?

 Should I stay away from love's sacred garden?

Could I even if I tried?

Please whisper in the gentle breeze 

your heart of gold's reply ~

Speaking softly I sigh to you ...
" You are my home " 

Harlon Rivers…January, 2013