Jacaranda

Uncommonly strong, it stays purple,
while elsewhere the street is lined

with debris from seasons
which the trees soon forgot.

Confused fig-leaves turn golden,
drop to the ground as rain gushes gutters

and sunscreen, umbrellas,
opposites, swap in uncertain hands –

yet lilac and stoic at the end of my street
Jacaranda declares it is summer.

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2 thoughts on “Jacaranda

  1. I love Jacarandas. There is nothing more beautiful than seeing a carpet of purple blossoms or seeing dozens of these gorgeous trees peeping over the roofs of houses.

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