It’s splendid vista way up high
the Jebel Hafeet* in clear blue sky,
my lover took me to this place
where snaking roads make hearts race,
this flower bordered oasis town
set as the Rub Al Khali *surrounds.
A magic beauty there for me
the middle of the sands you see,
grand marbled palaces you’ll find
with fountains and Bedouins inside.
Mercedes and the finest things,
streets of gold and diamond rings.
Down town we found a natural spring
and handsome swarthy Arab friends,
in long white robes with beads to hand,
such beauty, of their falcon’s wings
this desert world it’s secrets bring.
Always we dined on tasty things
lamb in soft white bread you see,
lovely glasses of sweet mint tea ,
they welcomed us on desert sands
in tents, to take us back in time.
My lover with the charming smile
said we should linger for awhile,
to sit and sample ‘sweet delights’
we did, long in the twinkling night,
and the warm ‘Kamseen‘ did blow for us.
The silver platters of fruity dates
were passed with hands of love not hate,
the dark fringed lashes on dark brown eyes
could melt a heart in candlelight,
the over-whelming scent of musk
made ‘giddy feelings’ turn to lust.
the Jebel Hafeet* in clear blue sky,
my lover took me to this place
where snaking roads make hearts race,
this flower bordered oasis town
set as the Rub Al Khali *surrounds.
A magic beauty there for me
the middle of the sands you see,
grand marbled palaces you’ll find
with fountains and Bedouins inside.
Mercedes and the finest things,
streets of gold and diamond rings.
Down town we found a natural spring
and handsome swarthy Arab friends,
in long white robes with beads to hand,
such beauty, of their falcon’s wings
this desert world it’s secrets bring.
Always we dined on tasty things
lamb in soft white bread you see,
lovely glasses of sweet mint tea ,
they welcomed us on desert sands
in tents, to take us back in time.
My lover with the charming smile
said we should linger for awhile,
to sit and sample ‘sweet delights’
we did, long in the twinkling night,
and the warm ‘Kamseen‘ did blow for us.
The silver platters of fruity dates
were passed with hands of love not hate,
the dark fringed lashes on dark brown eyes
could melt a heart in candlelight,
the over-whelming scent of musk
made ‘giddy feelings’ turn to lust.
This magic sensual desert town
with gentle friends that we had found.
The merging of the old and new,
this quiet love I found in you,
our little child with soft brown face
his sturdy body in a race, to grow
and blossom in the sun.
This much loved little Arab boy
who came to us with so much joy,
he played amid the palm tree glades,
looking for a little shade.
We wondered in ‘Burami Town’
as riverlets sparkled through the ground.
The smell of oranges hanging there
the heady scents of different air.
In bustling market souks we stayed,
yes, how I loved those desert days
with our dear friends their gentle ways.
This green and floral oasis town
where we found love, the sands surround….
* Jebel Hafeet Mountain range.
* Rub El Khali Arabian Desert
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@ Copyright 2006
Camel Photo – Courtesy – Matt Rutherford.
Rub Al Khali – The Empty Quarter
Kamseen – A Desert Wind
Jebel – Mountain
Dear Sis,
Thank you for the pleasure of reading the second batch of proofs. I loved them all, but again I choose the Egyption theme.
I Chose “Oasis Town” as I remember your excitement and joy as you described to me your desert camp.
The tents with the Persian rugs, the strange shaped chairs, fancy brass lanterns and the smell of food cooking in the open air.
Janey
Thank you Janey, I am so glad you like this one in particular, and that you enjoy them all – I do hope it conjures up a little of those wonderful days with our good desert friends. Many thanks also for your ‘proof -reading’xx Love Susie
Such a poem, I am there completly, such words and love. Diane
Beautiful poems, Your poem is beautiful and brings back many happy memories of life in Al Ain.
This poem tells of days gone by,
yet they are close enough to remember with love, the nights under the balmy skys of Al Ain. Lots of laughter that made us giggle like school girls, lots of laughter that made us cry from happiness. Hamada with the twinkling eyes,flashing smile and shaking head, you make us happy with your jest, you always do your best to brighten up a cold cold day with your pearly whites and repartee lots of love Marion and David.
Thank you to diane williamson for your kind words
Special thanks to our very dear friends Marion and David, we shared such fun times together in this wonderful Oasis Town – wonderful festive times under the stars together, and remember those great feasts at the Inter-continental at Xmas !
I've always wanted to go to Egypt and as luck would have it, I just returned from there via "Oasis Town – Al Ain – U.A.E." Thanks to movies I've seen from Hollywood & your ever so beautiful descriptives of life in Egypt, I was able to hear the sounds, smell the scents and visualize life in the wonderful land of Egypt. You never fail to amaze me with your exquisite style of poetry! Warm regards – Lora Conrad
Thank you Lora for your very generous comment I really appreciate you taking the time to enter your thoughts here. May I just point out that "Oasis Town" although so like Egypt in many ways, is in fact written about the Oasis town of "Al Ain" which is in the United Arab Emirates, and in the Emirate of Abu Dhabi on the borders with Oman. Many of the customs are very similar to parts of upper Egypt but I felt I should clarify this. If you would like to read about Egypt in particular there is a poem listed called "Cairo" Thank you once again for your continued interest.
My sincere good wishes.