I’m a prickly pear cactus
living in this hot Mojave Desert
They call my home
Death Valley for good reason
Life-giving water is scarce
but I know how to survive
When the rains come
I store up this treasure
deep in my veins
It sustains me when
the inevitable dry days come
I’m a Christian
living in this spiritually dry land
They call my home
earth, a fool’s paradise
Life-giving water is scarce
but I know how to survive
When I hear God’s Word
I store up this treasure
deep in my soul
It sustains me when
the inevitable dry days come
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For the Poetics prompt at dVerse Poets Pub today, Mish wants us to write poetry inspired by the Southwest, by the desert. I love the desert—the warmth and dryness appeal to me in a way the green and rain of the Pacific Northwest (where I live now) never could.