Marvelous imagery Deborah. In the light of a campfire, those silhouettes of giant saguaro indeed look human, with up-stretched arms. Are they acting as priests, calling on the cosmos under the great clear desert sky, and receiving in reply the falling stars? Of course, as with any religion, there is always a "catch". The truth comes wrapped in painful spines.
September 3rd, 2013 at 11:13 am
….oh, wow….
September 3rd, 2013 at 12:14 pm
Very nice.
September 3rd, 2013 at 2:04 pm
Just enough to say this is a Deborah Barbour Lundy haiku to be honest. :-)
Lovely work, as always.
Reminds me of the time when I stayed with a colleague's family in Tunisia, with no electricity, just the night sky, surrounded by thousands of cactus.
Thank you,
Alan, With Words
September 3rd, 2013 at 6:16 pm
Marvelous imagery Deborah. In the light of a campfire, those silhouettes of giant saguaro indeed look human, with up-stretched arms. Are they acting as priests, calling on the cosmos under the great clear desert sky, and receiving in reply the falling stars? Of course, as with any religion, there is always a "catch". The truth comes wrapped in painful spines.
September 4th, 2013 at 2:48 pm
Ahhh – wonderful! :)
marion
December 30th, 2013 at 6:00 pm
Longing for the desert. This haiku helps, and hurts, at the same time. Wonderful. So glad I am revisiting my email files.