September Cactus Flower — Image by kenne
September Cactus Flower
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September Cactus Flower 3 comments
In September light
Brief,
Saguaro Blossoms 5 comments
Saguaro Blossoms — Image by kenne
Bee hovers, sunlit,
above saguaro’s white crown—
sky endless, serene.
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Late Bloomers — Image by kenne
This potted cactus first bloomed in April, and now, in July, it graces the patio again.
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Golden Cactus Blossoms 2 comments
Golden Cactus Blossoms — Image by kenne
Golden flares in thorn,
sunlight cupped in silent bloom —
desert breathes in gold.
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Purple Cactus Flower Leave a comment
Purple Cactus Flower — Image by kenne
Purple bloom unfolds—
thorns guard a brief burst of grace,
desert breathes in hue.
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Prickly Pear Blossoms Leave a comment
Prickly Pear Blossoms — Image by kenne
From the spined silence,
soft petals rise unafraid—
bloom where none should dare.
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Easter Lily Cactus — Image by kenne
Night bloom, brief and bright—
spines guard a silken secret,
moonlight holds its breath.
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Saguaro Blossoms — Surprised By A Heartranding Cry 2 comments
Saguaro Blossoms — Image by kenne
Although flowers bloom it’s awkward to say that they are flowers
because they are not flowers, but thorns disguised as yellow pistils
and stamens surrounded by the petals made of pieces of colorless
paper. Moreover, their fragrance bears no meaning at all because t
hey bloom in the night,
and each time when the scorching sun brands the cactus’ skin
it cries out loud from the pain of the thorns pierced through
it’s burning flesh to form renewed skin,
then, surprised by a heartrending cry,
the birds flap their wings to fly in the air abandoning the cactus.
— from Dream of a Saguaro by Su Ben
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Desert Flowers 1 comment
Bee Over Saguaro Blossoms — Image by kenne
Desert Flowers
Living in a wide landscape are the flowers –
Rosenberg I only repeat what you were saying –
the shell and the hawk every hour
are slaying men and jerboas, slaying
the mind: but the body can fill
the hungry flowers and the dogs who cry words
at nights, the most hostile things of all.
But that is not news. Each time the night discards
draperies on the eyes and leaves the mind awake
I look each side of the door of sleep
for the little coin it will take
to buy the secret I shall not keep.
I see men as trees suffering
or confound the detail and the horizon.
Lay the coin on my tongue and I will sing
of what the others never set eyes on.
— Keith Douglas
(“Succinct but mysterious, Desert Flowers belongs to a liminal state between sleeping and waking, night and day.
It seems to open and close: first, to look outwards at the “wide landscape” and then to turn to the unconscious desires
where poetry – even the starkest war poetry – is generated. There’s a convalescent quality of memories
being reviewed in quiet darkness, and energies gathered.” Keith Douglas was considered the most talented –
and overlooked – poet of the Second World War.)
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Cactus Blossoms 2 comments
Prickly Pear Cactus Yellow Blossoms are Everywhere — Images by kenne
Texas has its yellow rose.
The Arizona desert has its yellow cactus blossoms.
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Here Comes The Sun Leave a comment
Cactus Blooms In The Morning Sun On Our Patio — Image by kenne
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Bee On Cactus Blossom 1 comment
Bee On Cactus Blossom — Image by kenne
A pollinator
Lands on a cactus blossom
Only to move on.
— kenne
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A Digital Cactus Flower 2 comments
“A Desert Beauty,” A Digital Cactus Flower (July 2014) — Image by kenne
A desert beauty
Digital pixels jump out —
With a little help.
— kenne
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It’s That Time Of Year In The Sonoran Desert Leave a comment
Saguaros Are Blooming Everywhere — Image by kenne
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Cactus Blossoms Are Everywhere This Spring 1 comment
Cactus Blossoms Are Everywhere This Spring — Images by kenne
Prickly pear cactus
Yellow, the color of spring
Lights up the desert.
— kenne
