Succulent cacti right outside the door, filled with
rain water from the last storm that we had in Phoenix.
Beautiful, plump, blossoms decorating them in colors
of red, yellow and purple.
Desert cacti challenging colors of rainbows in the
sky, arches of beauty cradling the sky upside down.
While cacti colors sprinkle themselves across the
desert in arrays of lovely time.
Showing the nature and essence they hold within them-
selves.
Must be something to see. Beautifully describe cacti. Thanks for the pleasure.
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That's exactly it! the cacti seem to hold things within - water, juices, cactus meat, the wisdom of the old ones. You paint the landscape vividly that supports the cacti. You are referring to saguaros - the tall ones with arms stretching straight into the sky. I put saguaros and the Arizona landscape in my recent poem, FOLLOW AFTER, POET- it's actually a poem about the Muse and inspiration but I love Arizona so much I just had to put it in a poem!