Smoketree

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,

anacardiaceae

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. 

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