Big and rowdy,
loud and lovely
it stands on my porch
sprawling with filiform tentacles
the thorn-armored canes
my bougainvillea uses as
claws to etch indelible memories
of unforgettable summers on my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely flowers..we used those' on parade decorations... very nice poem