Parched ground. searing sun. The cacti’s collective yawn. What is a few more degrees to them? Their fibers hoard their water. Their needles guard their excess against the unwary consumer.
Why would they care about climate change?
temperature spike
the unpredictability
of coming storms
for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #75: Spike up a Poem (pubtended by De Jackson)
Advertisements
Share the love. Spread the haikai:
Categories: haikai, haiku community
They are hardy plants – they’ll survive. Those unpredictable storms can be terrifying.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Your poem leaves me with questions. I love questions! Well done!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Excellent! Thank you! 😀
LikeLike
That’s the part of life we can count on… unpredictability!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I love the literal use of the word “spike” here, as well as the spiky cactus poem. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, De Jackson! 😀
LikeLike
i like the double meaning here
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you! 😀
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are welcome!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on Reena Saxena.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you for the reblog, Reena! 😀
LikeLiked by 1 person
Quite the jab, Frank.
LikeLiked by 1 person
😉
LikeLiked by 1 person
‘The cacti’s collective yawn’ says it all, Frank! They can withstand anything. I wouldn’t be surprised if they’re the last plants on the planet.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Indeed, Kim! They are a hardy species. Thanks! 😀
LikeLiked by 1 person
Succulents are amazing designs of nature! So efficient and so well conceived for tgeir environments…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Indeed! True survivors. Thanks! 😀
LikeLike
They are a hardy bunch. Well said Frank.
Pat
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Pat! 😀
LikeLike
They’ll care when they get snow! Good one, Frank 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
😆 True! Thanks, Jane! 😀
LikeLike
🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I like those yawning cacti.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Lately I have discovered that cactus is pretty good to eat in a spicy stew.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I am amazed too.. we have a cactus in a pot we’ve had for years outdoors in Sweden… and in summer it blooms.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I love the literal use of the word ‘spike,’ here 🙂 such a splendid poem ❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Sanaa! 🙂
LikeLike