Wander through the cactus

Time in the desert,
  many think so barren

Only look at the sand and the heat,
  ignoring the chill of night.

Miss the beauty,
  so much beauty.

Brutal,
  when the hawk takes moisture.

Balanced,
  as the scorpion at night.

Shell bears the scars,
  wander through the cactus.

Dream of a garden,
  and a taste of strawberries.

Reviews

[Renée]

oh the desert! One of my favorite "playgrounds" ! You did great capturing so much in few words! Difficult when it is so vast & most of life hidden but those that have dwelled there know ( ; and no one can dispute that those cactus flowers are the most beautiful in the world..and prickly pears what desert garden would be complete without them ?! ( :

[Jon Roggie]

Thank you, Pixie! Most of the life comes out at night. Guess that's why we have Vegas!

[Renée]

lol uff Vegas... I'll take the bats in the evening & the sound of the cicadas q ;

[Samuel Dickens]

Excellent. I never got to spend a lot of time in the desert, but I quickly fell in love with it. There's so much more than meets the eye at a casual glance. There's magic there, in fact.

[Jon Roggie]

I have been lucky. Been to three of the four corners of the States, just missing Florida. Even paid my way to West Germany back in high school. Still, I think the desert is my home. Thank you for stopping by!

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:: beautifully vivid poetry... i would love to live in a desert... i'm pretty sure i wouldn't miss the beauty... and i think i'd be able to cope with the tough part... and our fairy's garden is always there for us... :)

[Jon Roggie]

I'm sure you would enjoy it. I think you would enjoy how quickly it can change. Thank you, dear friend!

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:: the privilege is all mine, mr. tortoise... :)

[OBWhiteHawk]

This is great. The desert is so achingly beautiful and unappreciated by many.

[Jon Roggie]

Thank you! Trying to think of a way to describe how it can change, but I can't. Not in a few words.