Of fellow Mandevillas
One late summer day,
With six weeping buds,
A new pot and trellis and
Hours of southeast sunlight,
The dying brought delight.
Didn’t disappoint. Adorned
My drab and barren abode.
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Looks like my health care gadgets are piling up. Guess I'd have to start saving for a motorized wheelchair. Whatever happened to aging like fine wine? Oh, well... I'll just keep on painting butterflies. Here's my Mexican bluewing on Indian snakeroot, one of my favorite butterflies. Enjoy winged creatures everyone!
Salvaged from Canadian Tire,
A dwarfed hibiscus tree,
Severed of dozens of stems,
For regeneration of her gene.
Now aged, skeletal and shrunken,
She had this peerless energy,
When summer’s nearly over,
To give birth to many a bud,
Just like mighty mothers,
Bearing many a child!
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