Posted by: nuweiba | May 7, 2008

the sinai desert

Send me to the desert
I am a rebellious child
My clothes won’t rot
I’ll be fed every day
I will spend my time
through arid sunsets
and craggy, windswept wild.

The wind will blow into my ears
Your promises
and secrets.

Was this supposed to be a punishment?

out of :

The Legend of Berkley

A poem a day for a year. Dealing with nature, materialism, and adventure, these verses will bring you true happiness.

Berkley Pullman, WA
Just a kid out for adventure of the literary, vertical, and educational persuasion.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s


%d bloggers like this: