Poem of the Week ~ Celebrating Taos with Annell Livingston
REMEMBER…REMEMBER…REMEMBER
“To remember is to go back to the heart, to make whole.”
–Anonymous Quote
Remember…
Adobe churches, houses, walls
Made from earth
Bricks of mud
Smoothed by hand
Remember…
An old windmill spins
Speaks a rhythmic “clatter”
In hot desert winds
Remember…
White clouds with underbellies of grey
Shaped like cotton candy at the fair
Stacked on horizon in cerulean blue sky
Similar to bundles of cotton bales at the gin
Clouds wait for Miss O’Keeffe
To return to her studio to paint them
Remember…
Ravens and crows, magpies and such
Birds of prey: eagles and hawks
Soar above like a kite
Eagle eye you can’t escape
Remember…
Lavender, pink, sage green, indigo, burnt sienna
Horizon, sand, earth, sage brush, mountains
Colors I call home
Remember…
Mountains, mesas, canyons,
The Rio Grand, “Leopard Hills”,
Volcanic rock, boulders
Remember…
Mesquite, pinion, tumble weed, cholla cactus, red willow, cotton woods
Fruit trees, apples, wild plums
Remember…
Velarda
Embudo
Taos…