Joanna Garrido

Under the Blue Jacaranda

Under the blue jacaranda that swayed in the soft spring breeze

I breathed in the scent of her lavender blossoms, recalling the moment in dreams

Before me were rows of her sisters lining the old town streets

Ringing their bell flowers, calling me in - my blue jacaranda trees


In the gardens were flowers and trees of the world, exploding with colours in glorious hues

Lit up by coral trees’ fire like glow, all through the city where ever you’d go

The pink of the silk trees, mimosas of white

Jasmines of yellow that shone in the light

Flames of the forest that Cook brought so far, burning bright orange and seen from afar

Flowers like birds and their scents filled the air, Angels Trumpet the Lilies on show everywhere


Under the blue jacaranda, I savoured the views in peace

Her leaves were like fern and her shade cooled me down as I sat in the warm spring breeze

And dreamed that one day I would travel her way if over the seven seas

Ringing her bell flowers, calling me in. My Blue Jacaranda trees ...











  • Author: Joanna Garrido (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 23rd, 2018 08:27
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: Simon Bromley.


  • Simon Bromley

    Fantastic write, thoroughly enjoyed. Love the rhyme flow and descriptive nature.

    • Joanna Garrido

      Thank you so much for saving as a favourite

    • Michael Edwards

      A good write - much enjoyed.

      • Joanna Garrido

        Thank you very much. Am new on here so still finding way round

      • Goldfinch60

        Very good write Joanna.

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