by Rosemary Winters Tracey
Friday, February 14, 2003
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Hark back to a simpler lifestyle with this poem
Nestled on the East Mesa plain,
is a place named Mesa Spirit,
where you will find
peace and nirvana.
Populated by people
from a bygone era
when courtesy and respect
ruled the age.
Neat and tidy are the lots,
each in its own
just as the people are.
Mesa Spirit, a place of easy living,
an oasis of peace and tranquility,
far from the hustle and bustle of modern life,
nestled on the East Mesa plain.
© 2002 by Rosemary Winters Tracey
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|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|This title caught my eye since I live in the Southwest. Well done. The beauty here in the desert is breathtaking. I write poetry about the area often. Enjoyed it.
|Reviewed by na na (Reader)
|Thank you Rosemary for describing this wonderful place. If you can capture Nirvana, you probably will never leave. Bill Murray|
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|A place I would like to visit too. Love this!!!!!
Sandie Angel :o)