Jasmine

#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 15

Book cover for E. A. Bowles. My Garden in Spring.

A window of thoughts
Hidden behind creepers
Ruffled by the rustle
Of leaves and critters
And a faraway breeze
Carrying your perfume
Placing it naughtily in the
Sweet center of a Jasmine

It’s summer time and the Jasmine vine shrubs are in full bloom. Their gentle aroma fills the air almost always carrying memories from afar. This poem is also inspired by the book cover for E. A. Bowles. My Garden in Spring. London: T. C. & E. C. Jack, 1914 — Source. Cover design by Katherine Cameron

Spring in the Air

Time for strawberry mojitos
Mulberry plucked from trees
Palash flowers and tomatoes
Ablaze with red so deep
Lavender teas, minty greens
Brown delight of cold coffees
Sweet fruits of labor, now
Tangy orange preserves
The sun seeping in nectar
To return from slumber
With full force of summer
Until then let me swing
In the silver hammock
Wherever the wind sways
An open book, still unread
As sparrows make acquaintance
Abuzz on the wings of a bee
Sweet fragrance of jasmine
Intoxicated with the power
Of just being alive, blooming
Until the breeze knocks it off
From its cradle and it lies
In the dust whispering goodbyes
To the flurry seeds in the air
From wildflowers in sidewalks
Destined to carry fairytales
From this corner to the next!

*Palash is a sacred tree in the South Asian subcontinent. It has bright red flowers in early spring and hardly any leaves