The Desert Wind – a poem by Mark Tulin

The Desert Wind

There’s an eastern wind from the desert
that blows
dry air into a big swirl.

The wind whispers a strange
melody, a discordant rhythm,
an odd rhyme, a pause that could delay
or destroy.

It is a song of surprise and suspense.
It is a song of sorrow and dread.
It stops our lives.
It steals our families from the hillsides.

It blows the fertile fields bone dry,
engulfs our hearts, and softens our hope.
It disrupts our sense of place
and time.

It burns the browns and greens,
the yellow of the golden reeds.
It moves along the sloping mountainside,
blowing embers along the foothills,
burning flakes of smoldering trees.

It crosses highways.
It sparks old memories.
Flames that soar so high, it seems to touch
the roof of the sky.

We never know which way the wind
will head. We never know how fast or slow.
The fire is unleashed, set free.
A spirit that travels on its own accord.


Mark Tulin is a former family therapist who lives in Santa Barbara, California.  He often finds richness in the lives of the neglected and disenfranchised. He has a poetry chapbook, Magical Yogis, published by Prolific Press (2017).  His work appears in Vita Brevis, Page and Spine, Fiction on the Web, Friday Flash Fiction, The Drabble, smokebox, and Cabinet of Heed. His website is Crow On The Wire.


  1. Orvillewrong says:

    A wonderful piece of poetry!


  2. inhiscare753 says:

    Mark this was a beautiful piece of Poetry. You depicted then Desert Wind swirling which is so magical. As well as the harm it can bring. I love the Ameythst Sand Graphic which is my favorite color. Sand Therapy is wonderful to use in the class room too!
    Love your work.
    InHisCare 🙏


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