Treasure Island

Indira Renganathan


A Flower To Auroville Mother-90


Poinsettia(Euphorbia pulcherrima)

Some day must've happened
Brush of a magic painter
Slicked silky with colours
The leaves of a green yard

Leaves to yellow and red
Turning atop to just bracts
Sunken flower centered silent
Poinsettia born with sisterhood

Then the brush thereon slipped
Rooted to support must've been
Trunked uneven in sneaky heaving
Itself its creation notably seen

Beautiful Poinsettia 'pulcherrima
Ornamental Painted Leaf Poinsettia
Yet another wild -green don't miss
All for your garden's lighted bliss

Submitted: Thursday, February 17, 2011

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