To A Joshua Tree Poem by Geraldine Connolly

To A Joshua Tree

Rating: 3.0


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 OF THE POEM
Michael Morgan 11 April 2012

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

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success