Skip to main content

Posts

Featured

The first agapanthus

  Like a lance, it looks up The first agapanthus In the backyard Always special –   As a vanguard Promising more of its ilk To run wild in the garden With summer colours   That rich purple Will paint the green of bushes all A ballast of hues December warmth   They collude, don’t they? Just when the jacarandas Are done with their insanity The agapanthus strikes   Baton of blooms passed They will carry the colours Deep into summer’s heart Long until the solstice mirth   It is the first one though That melts your heart Almost always Unexpectedly seen   Popping up One hot sultry day Like a long, forgotten friend Sending a sudden text And you remind yourself She’s still around Usual self And remembers me   And you smile, One more winter Has thus passed by One more year of wisdom spilled   Now, one more summer Of heat waves Balmy rays Laced with agapanth...

Latest posts

Succulent

On lighting a lamp

The Canvas of Alpenglow

The love of loneliness

A Storm of Spices

A Wall of Time

Patronus

Being Bombadil

To the Valley of Flowers

Lighthouse