The New Green
As it's almost always in bloom
I tend to ignore the native hibiscus
by the front door.
It doesn't brighten my day
as I leave the house.
It's just a screen -
what it was planted there for.
Its flowers go largely unseen.
Deep purple fading to mauve
is the new green.
I tend to ignore the native hibiscus
by the front door.
It doesn't brighten my day
as I leave the house.
It's just a screen -
what it was planted there for.
Its flowers go largely unseen.
Deep purple fading to mauve
is the new green.
Saturday, February 27, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,color,new,boredom
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