Archive for the ‘ocotillo’ Category
Female Phainopepla in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
In Sabino’s golden morning,
a female phainopepla rests—
soft gray against the thorny reach
of a leafless ocotillo.
Her crest lifts in the quiet wind,
eyes sharp for the shimmer of berries.
The canyon holds its breath,
sunlight weaving silver through her feathers.
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Oleander at the Northern End of Our Patio with Ocotillo Blossoms On the Neighbor’s Patio — Image by kenne
Oleander sways,
ocotillo strikes the sky—
beauty wears both moods.
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Female Phainopepla — Image by kenne
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Ocotillo Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Ocotillo art
Outline of the real thing
That’s what I call it.
— kenne
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Ocotillos In Bloom — HDR Image by kenne
Red torches light up
The desert in the springtime
Many shades of red.
— kenne
House Finch On Ocotillo — Image by kenne
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Ocotillo Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne
men are coming inland to you
soon they will make you the last resort
for tourists who have
nowhere else to go
what will become of the coyote
with eyes of topaz
moving silently to his undoing
the ocotillo
flagellant of the wind
the deer climbing with dignity
further into the mountains
what will become of those who cannot learn
the terrible knowledge of cities
— from “Requiem for Sonora” by Richard Shelton
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