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How candlewood sings

Who knows which flow spawns the Ocotillo
desert opulence sparked by just enough
blessed beacon
strong enough, here enough

What a Jacob’s ladder 
of myriad mutual ascension
how your colors voice your song
loud enough, real enough

Whether a budding wonder withers or thrives
so shows everlasting slimwood
hangs on sometimes naught
but a drop mere enough

Why not honor with gratitude
the coachwhip’s evidence of origin
exploding in front of us
fine enough, wise enough

Thus where my vine cactus suffers shortage
may others allot some, enjoying enough
So do I my part
and give of me, lavishly
Where I do have enough
Because I have enough

While I claim not all I desire
yet still hold a flaming sword
to spare, to square
alleviate, reciprocate
affording grace to each other
fair enough, true enough

And when what I present
falls short, fails still
may you know my Ocotillo glow
long enough, well enough
for blessed candlewood to enlighten
swift enough, clear enough


'I can give. I want to give. I will give. Because I have enough.'

Submitted for Poetry Society National Poetry Competition 2014


Fouquieria splendens.

Commonly known as ocotillo,

but also referred to as

coachwhip, candlewood, slimwood, desert coral,

flaming sword, Jacob's Staff, Jacob Cactus, and vine cactus.

With thanks to unknown image source.