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Lupines’ – Promote Yourself

They have multiplied,
these Italians.
Last year orphans
and this a cold legion
colonising the border
with their spearmint-coloured array.

Early May and half-bloomed,
green from the top down
to a burst of botoxed pink:
ballast for the thin green spires.

Leaves, broad as hands.
And all those flower-bells,
compact as a hive.

Something small could ring them.
Something small could live inside, or hide.

A thought?
It could tremble them a while.
Become as mad as they,
as inevitable,
and otherworldly,
like moon-flowers.


About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at

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