My neighbour, Jacaranda

is slender, supple, sinuous.

A native from South America but has made Australia

her new adopted home.

 

My neighbour, Jacaranda

resides in her regal home.

Adorned with clusters of lavender, blue blooms.

When a light breeze blows, amethyst ashes drift

like stardust dancing in mid-air.

 

My neighbour, Jacaranda

stands forlorn, all alone.

Her fern-like leaves derive from bygone times

like manuscripts on loose-leaf papyrus

on full festive display.

 

My neighbour, Jacaranda

you are enduring, captivating, mesmerising.

Your appearance is alluring,

as every part of your being is all encompassing

except the inner poison

as you lure your admirer’s gaze.