Ocotillo Cacti Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Ocotillo Cacti



Ocotillo cacti, climbing up the side of the highway,
looking like hermit crabs, legs extended, folded over
onto the ground.
Slowly crawling to a desert home in my mind.

Monday, October 7, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: home
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