Geraldine Connolly


To A Joshua Tree - Poem by Geraldine Connolly

I watch you flare up from the Mojave backdrop,
obstreperous, a lyric of exploding tar—
bold and unpredictable after legions of vernacular,
tawdry scrub pine. I am taken aback,

dazed by a temperamental tremor
of branches flung across the desert's spine.
High limbs swirl into vivid saxophones.
A tree that plays on being a tree, an impostor

among the true believers, you are all asymmetry
and wild trumpets of spiked hair unloosed at noon,
the disorder of a jazz riff, a July blizzard.
I love your crazed charm, a madman raving at sky.
An old world prophet, you brandish a vision
as the world's traffic turns its back, glides onward


Comments about To A Joshua Tree by Geraldine Connolly

  • Silver Star - 4,491 Points Michael Morgan (4/11/2012 11:11:00 PM)

    very nice poem. generous point of view. Commited to it's subject. Good characterization. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012



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