Best Crape Poems

The bark peels back like old skin—
Mine, yours, the cinnamon scrolls
Of what we shed to live. August
Bleaches the world to bone, the bark’s faint spice
Rising in the noon glare,
Heat tasting of salt and sand. And still this Crape crowns
Itself with Myrtle fire. Still—

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O, beauty, blooming late under summer sun, 
unrestrained crape myrtle, indeed you are one
species I will allow blest freedom to run
in wild abandonment.

You alone grace my deck with expanse and height.
As the soft winds bid you to dance, I might
join beneath your limbs by chance...

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Crape Myrtle tree, a beautiful sight
Blooming in summer as days turn warm
Purple petals fall, a visual delight
Crape Myrtle tree, a beautiful sight
Delicate blooms, soaking up light
Flowering in splendor with unique charm
Crape Myrtle tree, a beautiful sight
Blooming in summer as days turn warm

Flourishing tree, reaching to...

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