April in the Low Desert of Arizona

My favorite time of year
To walk the neighborhood
Mockingbirds tease me with their songs
Hummingbirds dashing from trumpet to trumpet
Everything in bloom
A feast for the eyes
A riot of color
Though sometimes my nose
Detects the blossoms’ subtle perfume
Before I even see them
Embryonic fruit makes my mouth water
With the promise of future sweetness
Even the wilderness is
Awash in nature’s perilous seduction
The cactus displaying its plumage
Look but don’t touch

©ARHuelsenbeck