One Sunday we went to this flower show
Some exotic varieties we got to know
We saw elaborate blossoms in every hue
Red, green, yellow, orange and blue
The ferns and foliage were beautifully displayed
Tastefully decorated creepers adorned an arcade
Dahlias in many colors surrounded an old tree
A bewitching sight to see, one would agree
The yellow Gazanias looked up at the sun
Rooted in their pots they were having some fun
The purple baugainvilleas, dressed like a queen
Inspired little Reina to gaze at the scene
The red and pink Carnetions popped their heads
The green grass-like leaves served as their beds
The red Kalanchoes bordered a pond
A white model of a crane appeared beyond
A concept bonsai park Ikebana stole the show
The stunted plants appeared never to grow
My wife got enthused at the brisk sale of potted plants
To satisfy her, I had to provide the grants
The Mauve Moon
After securing bread and butter
Inside the head the colours clutter
Music of the magically mystic mauve moon
Seeks lyrics from the lunar lagoon
In the head arrive curious crimson clots
You dissolve them in dense blue thoughts
Thought crystals seek lights from the soft window
Tender trance travels to thrilling crescendo
Peeling the skin of a soft banana
Alights aloft a charming ikebana
Picking and choosing the fountain of flowers
The humming head spends on hours after hours
Thus emerges your lingering hints
In my head I seek poetic footprints
Mystic mauve moon in each brain cell
Inside the neurons your silhouettes dwell
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13/12/2016
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ikebana
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