Wednesday, 7 May 2008

Humwichawa by Pam Olson

Let me follow
the moonlight across the rocks
along the wind-marks of the sand

Follow the sweet scent of hope
in the cold night air
of the high desert

Follow the gliding wings
of the yucca moth
searching for the perfect womb
to lay her eggs

Lead me
O moth
to your nursery
in the desert

Lead me
O moth
to the tree called

Can you hear the call
of the desert
to follow the yucca moth
to the Joshua Tree?

giver of sparse shade
mother of moth
sign of water in the desert

*Humwichawa is the Native American Cahuilla tribe's word for the Joshua tree

Pam Olson, USA


Crafty Green Poet said...

Pam started writing poetry while living in Mississippi, but it was a move to the southern Oregon coast that led her to begin writing about nature. She is a west coast native transplanted into the deep south. You can find more of her poetry on her blog Amputated Moon.

Cynthia said...

Wonderful Pam, I find this poem
to be very inspirational. Thank you

Tumblewords: said...

Lovely. I've read much of your work but this one strikes a note deep within - lovely!