Monsoon Sunset from Our Patio — Image by kenne
Even when the storm hides the sky, the sun finds a crack to remind us it is eternal.
— kenne
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Dragonfly Silhouette 4 comments
Dragonfly Silhouette — Image by kenne
Dragonfly, Thorn
black wing
balanced on thorn—
silence
made visible.
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Two Pods On A Pin Cushion Cactus Leave a comment
Two Fruit Pods On A Pin Cushion Cactus — Image by kenne
Two Fruit Pods
Two red pods
bursting out
the pin cushion cactus—
bright as tongues,
bright as blood,
bright against the gray.
They lean together
like gossip,
like twins whispering
a secret the desert
already knows.
All around them—
a crown of black hooks,
barbed & bent,
curved like questions,
like the hard hands
that guard sweetness.
Still those pods shine—
two small suns
no thorn can hide,
fruit pulled
from a bed of needles,
offered up anyway.
— kenne
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September Cactus Flower 3 comments
September Cactus Flower — Image by kenne
September Cactus Flower
In September light
the cactus blooms—
bright pink,
orange flames at the tips,
a sudden fire
against the cooling desert air.
Brief,
like a secret whispered
between seasons,
it glows,
then fades into silence,
leaving only memory
of color held in thorns.
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Arizona Beggarticks Wildflowers 2 comments
Arizona Beggarticks Wildflowers — Image by kenne
In the Sonoran Desert
images wait at every turn—
cactus spines, bird wings,
shadows shifting on stone.
And there, unassuming,
Arizona beggarticks bloom,
small suns at ankle height,
flaring yellow against the sand.
Later, their seeds cling tight,
hitchhikers on pant leg and paw,
a quiet insistence
that the desert travels with you,
wherever you go.
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Saguaro Blossoms 5 comments
Saguaro Blossoms — Image by kenne
Bee hovers, sunlit,
above saguaro’s white crown—
sky endless, serene.
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Lady Bettles 3 comments
Lady Beetles Having Lunch — Image by kenne
Clustered like red seeds,
they gather on stem and leaf—
a quiet feast begins.
Aphids scatter slow,
unaware of what has come
with speckled hunger.
No words, no warning—
just patient, shared purpose
under the sunlight.
The mountain watches,
as tiny jaws work in peace—
beauty with a bite.
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Desert Stillness 1 comment
Mexican Fritillary On Mahogany Milkweed — Image by kenne
Desert Stillness
On mahogany milkweed stems,
where desert hushes sunlit gems,
a fritillary folds her wings—
orange fire with softened rings.
She does not rush, the bloom holds still,
Two hearts at peace on granite hill.
The air is warm, the shadows small,
no need to rise, no fear to fall.
Bright as flame, yet calm as stone,
she rests, yet claims the day her own.
In that brief hush, the wild agrees—
grace is quiet among the leaves.
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Sonoran Desert Photo-artistry 1 comment
Sonoran Desert Photo-artistry by kenne
Through the lens, the cactus leans—
a silhouette in fractured beams,
where golden hour softly spills
on dust-worn hills and silent stills.
Shadows stretch like painted lines,
drawn in ochre, sage, and spine.
Each thorn, a brushstroke held in place
by desert light and endless space.
A vulture glides, its wings mid-frame,
a single shot, a wordless flame.
A saguaro lifts its arms in prayer—
ghosts of heat still hanging there.
Not just a picture, more a spell:
where time and color softly dwell,
and all the desert dares to be
is caught in quiet artistry.
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Sonoran Desert Landscape Leave a comment
Sonoran Desert Landscape — Image by kenne
Primitive road winds,
etched through saguaros stillness—
cholla shadows stretch.
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Saguaro Darkness Leave a comment
Saguaro Darkness — Image by kenne
Saguaro stands tall—
century carved in stillness,
arms raised to the sky.
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Hiking Through Saguaros Leave a comment
Hiking Through Saguaros — Image by kenne
Trail bends past old roots,
saguaro shadows stretch long—
time forgets no one.
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May Flowers 4 comments
Sonoran Desert May Flowers — Image by kenne
Lupines whisper blue,
poppies flicker like old flames—
May remembers you.
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Sonoran Wildflowers 3 comments
Sonoran Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Desert wakes in bloom—
colors spill on silent sand,
spring sings without rain.
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Sonoran Spring 1 comment
Sonoran Spring — Image by kenne
“Sonoran Spring”
The desert blooms in whispered gold,
Where cacti wear their crowns so bold.
Ocotillo flames in red delight,
And poppies spark the morning light.
The saguaros lift their arms in praise,
To sun-soft winds and lengthened days.
A hummingbird, a buzzing thread,
Weaves springtime through the riverbed.
Where once was dust, now color clings—
In Sonoran spring, the silence sings.
