Bougainvillea

The new season did just start at last
slowly crept shedding its past outer
winter integument. Displaying
proudly attracting meticulous
attention with its graceful stylish
semblance. Scent of delicious greener
with elegant chromaticity,
art gallery of nature's sailcloth.

A wheelbarrow, pruning shears, shovel
and hoe parked in the backyard near a
blooming fuchsia bougainvillea
needing a trim. It frames a bedroom
window drawing attention as it
stalks up the red concrete brick tangled
with a lolled white sweet-scented jasmine
vine as it scans the highest rooftop.

A flicker of movement behind the
spiky thorns and fuchsia blooms a green
lizard scampered up the wall and vanished.

3/26/2019

 Poetry Contest: Bougainvillea
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Caren Krutsinger

March 28, 2019 at 1:57 AM

The lizard was "exactly the right touch", Eve.

Jennifer Proxenos

March 27, 2019 at 3:57 PM

Hi Eve, Such a truly lovely poem about bougainvillea - we tried desperately to grow this heavenly plant in our garden but its worst enemy is frost and so because we are not in a frost free area I tend to have roses and evergreens. Our son who lives in another suburb nearer Johannesburg is able to grow it. Strange, and we are only 35 kilometers apart! Great write Eve. Poetry hugs, Jenny.