The Lizard Has the Last Word
The long straight stretch
is now the signal
that I’m almost home
after the twisty roads
To the west
Troon Mountain looms large
to the east
is the hazy outline
of The Four Peaks
that rise nearly 8,000 feet
The faint white moon
is still high in the
relentless blue sky
A hummingbird hovers
before me in mid air
deciding which blossom to attack
for the best drink of nectar
The bunny rabbits are busy
Their fluffy white bottoms
earning them the name
desert cottontail
Quail hurry across the road
with a stream of tiny chicks
Cute and goofy
of little brain
Wrens and finches
chirp and call from
the tall saguaro
that are almost past blooming
Prickly pears have never
been more purple
While the fiery orange flowers
of a showy shrub now rule
Bougainvillea,
bursting with magenta petals
are luminously vibrant
and create a floral fiesta.
Granite rock formations speak.
I’m a spirit in prayer
I’m a nut cracked open
to reveal my treasure
The McDowells loom large
Tom’s Thumb largest of all
Pinnacle Peak cries out
Hey, what about me?
I was your first love!
The lizard has the last word.
The tiny one with the long tail
asked for my attention
Next came a bigger,
beefier specimen
to grab my attention
Last, the exotic
green striped lizard
commanded the highest point
of a majestic rock
Pumping itself up and down
to remind me:
It’s time to take an internal audit
and that all important things
are born in our dreams
Goodbye Scottsdale,
I’ll see you in September
A few photos from my walks (click on the side arrows)
Saguaro blooming
Troon mountain
Cactus in bloom
Cracked nut rock formation
Fiery orange flower
Desert cottontail rabbit
Troon mountain with rock outcropping
White cactus flower
Hummingbird
Tom’s Thumb
Lizards sunbathing
View of Pinnacle peak from the driving range of Troon Country Club
Pinnacle peak
Prickly pear
