Oddities of a Cactus

Ode to the Cactus


Spines of fortitude,
Of barren dusted golden grains 
Disparity and hope, hiddenIn it’s hearth. 
When conditions are ideal.
Ode to the Cactus
Though the consistent birds 

Prickles upon green
Statures, unknown and mysterious
Risen from the depths 

As fortresses of castle walls
Spines laden in your heart,
Unknown and forbidden

Though through the course outerior
Lies one of succulent dreams
Dreams that flourish 

Those tricky
Clever can release the staple
Daringly necessary for survival

Is one of much confusion
To figure the jigsaw of thorns,
Layers of hardened emerald

And mice, 
Thieve the Cactus of it’s secret;
Golden succulent life.