By Charles Crabtree (1933 - 2010) -- click for larger image
Mohave Colors
In the distant desert haze
With arms seemingly up raised
Stands a figure that says safe and free
And those that came to claim it
Finally came to name it, the Joshua Tree
Come walk thru the poppies with me
No ordinary Flowers are these
Their beauty enhanced by a rippling dance
Brought on by the soft desert breeze
The magnificent Mohave springtime
That only shows itself now and then
So listen and watch — make sure when
That you are there when colors are in rhyme
A beautiful palette of stunning colors
Spreads across the sandy Mohave Earth
No wonder that when mother natures time came
She chose this colorful spot to give birth
