My little plot is
Shared with nothing else
Alive and growing.
I struggle
But I somehow survive
In a sprawling field
With all my many brothers,
Each with their own
Similar sized space,
All reaching for the
Seldom falling drops
That mean we live or die
In this Mojave land
Of blazing sun,
Where nothing moves
But two-hundred car
Container trains
Pulled by four orange engines.
I am the King of
Thirty-six square feet
Of gravel, rock and sand
Nothing that intrudes
Will live for very long
Because I put my roots down first
And any rain that falls
Is mine.
ljm
The plant is commonly known as creosote bush and grows in the Mojave Desert. It does keep other plants from living close to it by widely spreading filigree roots to capture all the available moisture.
Yaaay, we're back! And I have a backlog. Don't we all?