Best Cacti Poems

This misty river, scented sweet
From bare land you enthrall,
To quench the evening's sultry heat
Beside your cooling wall.

Low tide lends magic to this rite
To twirl upon...

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Olive green bottle garden
once beautified her perfect patio.
Resplendent with venust foliage
and pretty alpine flowering cacti.
Sadly, with declining mobility
its owner no longer ventures outdoors.
Now grungy, its...

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John Wayne, once said... 
"Well, I can do it, but I don't know about my horse" 
Well, if anyone can do it... 
It would be...

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The Franklin Mountains are a succession of jagged peaks, as if the earth had sprouted the spiny backbone of a monstrous, petrified beast. Each tip...

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I was a valued, vaunted veterinarian, maintaining health for animals I loved,
As a rainbow sparkled rich colors, from the moment peach sunshine shoved.

I was dedicated...

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Why are you here?

Your familiar skin,
Radiating miscellaneous emptiness

Trembling wanton security
Filled with finite smiles
Infinite complexities

Why should we indulge you again?

A rejected buffet of frozen tenderness,
Aching for...

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This is a poem I wrote last year for my grand children....one loves bird...future ornithologist, maybe?

Owls belong to one of two different families or classes,
Even...

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Pale crimson skies
Stretched beyond repair. 
Clouds as scarce as life
Above the desert’s lair. 

Upon the sarcous traces
Of the dusty morsels, 
Rain from a wispy heart
Like...

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Gypsy winds, wind their way
across deserts and plains;
whip the tumbleweeds and 
sands into a frenzy.

Nomad scorpions roam dunes alone,
burrowing deep, to escape 
a tempestuous sirocco.

In...

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I was driving to Utah, because I had gotten a promotion;
And chose the scenic route, so as to put things in motion.

I had been traveling...

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The Dew Ball

Early in the morning I rise and make a cup of tea,
The windows are covered with dew, nothing I can see.
I step onto...

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A diverse array of flora and fauna reign majestic 
in vivid tawny imagery of shifting sand dunes 
and barren rocks-- sixteen miles
from the golden rays...

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It is a black, moonless night; bleak and barren
the desert landscape is alien with twisted cacti shapes. 
Elongated shadows fall upon fresh blood kill, with...

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Sad cacti envy
my nomadic mystery
wanderer
leaving no traces
of ever
having been
there


©9/23/2018

for LATE SEPTEMBER 2018 PREMIERE CONTEST...

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Gorgon
standing at the edge of time
only sure of it's last breathe 
No fight here in between the sheets of urban meth
Fighting with no weapons except...

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