Tumbleweed

Fickle little tumbleweed,

pilgrim on an unmapped road,

freedom is his humble creed,

drifting with no fixed abode.

 

Always at the perfect speed,

custom made to travel light,

blowing round to sow his seed,

tumbling for the crowd’s delight.

tumbleweed

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2 thoughts on “Tumbleweed

  1. “The legendary tumbleweed is really a nurse crop that protects the growth of prairie grasses under its shade, and then it sacrifices itself and blows away.” Antoine Predock, an architect, no less.

    Master word architect, this poem is beautifully written. Seriously addicted to your work.

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