it blossoms extensively, outrageously
profusions of purple and magenta exploding
in soft puffs of dragon’s breath
or the feathery smoke that rises from bonfires
on sultry summer evenings at the beach,
your leaves fan outwards
a deep green canopy
stretching its fingers
full of summer vigour,
your scent is sweet and dark
like a steaming cup of lapsang souchong or
Laphroaig rolling around a whiskey glass
i bury my nose in your blooms
and breathe deeply.
This poem was inspired by a visit to a lovely horticultural garden, where I saw these fantastic trees in flower. I really wanted to convey the imagery here and the sensory experience of smelling them.