Poem #4-Wild Desert Tulip

Soft white skin, long wavy
Leaves, a brilliant yellow center,
Drawing eyes to this star shaped
Beauty, tepals olive-mauve, like
A blushing woman- a wild desert tulip.  

In a world naked of love,
Like it’s empty night sky,
Land of scorpions, snakes,
Dung beetles- stands a
Wild desert tulip.

 A habitat far from home,
Still and solemn, drugged by
The sun, drained like water from
The desert’s earth- stands the
Wild desert tulip. 

Listless flowers slowly drooping petals,
Like the sand drifting down a dune,  
Weakening stems dragging to the ground,
Limp as a viper’s prey, now frail-
Stands the wild desert tulip. 

An unrelenting sandstorm thrashing through,
Thinning petals swirling with the winds
Nicked by sand grains, aged, like her  
Now pale ruddy-rose tepals- here
Stands the Wild desert tulip. 

Other flowers lost by the worlds
Destruction, her roots planted firm
Strong as her character, fragrant life
Escaping each fragment of sand,      
Still stands- this wild desert tulip.