Best Inlander Poems
Genteel parade cascades in white trimmed linked,
though these blues, twenty-meter, inlander
also impressive, broad stretched branch, distinct
crown more stable. The Blue Jacaranda,
has smooth bark, aged scaly, bears enduring
violet flowers, panicles--cluster,
woody seed pods next. Flowers one month Spring,
one month Summer. Considered in danger
likewise, an invasive class, overrun
native class, but, concerned regions vary.
Ornamental tree ranks high, can't be done.
Surroundings and weather techniques, wary.
Streaked down the city's humming boulevards,
or nearby country lanes and quaint front yards.
Giving a mystical inlander,
far-reaching to fall on dormant,
grip in the wilds of Mount Arjuna.
Trembling fingers,
gently caressed,
the pile of soil wet,
as Roombutter melted.
Casuarina seedlings,
sculpt beautiful grooves,
wailing to Lord,
the pine grows fertile.
The remnants, a glory deer valley,
symphonized jungle fowl sound,
beyond tumultuous Krontjong tones,
An illegal logger Meneer relaxes.