a gathering of tumbleweeds <br />hesitated, trembling aside the highway’s edge <br /> <br />until an odd, <br />hot-breathed little wind scampered by <br /> <br />and sent these airy, bouncing skeletons <br />of a dry and blue new mexico <br /> <br />somersaulting, racing <br />through the dusty roads and fields <br /> <br />of desert wintertime <br /> <br />(2004, Los Lunas, New Mexico)<br /><br />Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-gathering-of-tumbleweeds/
