Yucca Haiku

Anger wears poems
Like a tower of pale blooms
Rising from yucca.


4 Responses to “Yucca Haiku”

  1. Anger got big knuckles
    Anger play the fool
    Anger wear a crown of thorns
    Reverse the Golden Rule

    Love the imagery of this poem/haiku(?). My eyes see it so clearly.
    Behold, the power of poetry.
    Thank you for posting this, and for posting it this day.

    • wordweed says:

      How did I not see your post for two weeks?

      This song has been floating through my head all day since reading your lyrical response. I shall never grow tired of Rush, or you, brother.

      Thanks for reading.

  2. Bill Reed says:

    I saw a flowering Yucca, as soon as I read your Haiku sometime ago, even though in the area I grew up Yucca was rare perhaps because it was choked out by a thick carpet of Sage Brush. Perhaps it’s just me, but I can’t imagine one poetic thought about Sage Brush.

    • wordweed says:

      I bet you can! Write a haiku about it. 17 syllables have a way of helping us see. If you do, send it to me!

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