I recently went to Queensland (see my previous post) to escape the cold weather here in the hills out of Perth in Western Australia. Now that I have returned it is such a delight to open my curtains on these winter mornings and, despite the rain and cold, or maybe because of them, to be greeted by these beauties.
For those of you who enjoy my poetry, I’ve taken the words from my collection, Friends In My Garden, and matched them with these photos.
All of the poems are about real friends or family, depicted as things found in my garden, so, Camellia and Pansy were written for people who have been, (some still are) important in my life. Pansy is now twenty five but this was written when she was two.
CAMELLIA
Camellia is a winter flower,
she needs the warmth of sun
but not the baking
moisture from the rain
but not its battering.
Blossoming in white or shades of pink
her fortitude shines
through days that are sodden and grey.
Life has been cruel of late,
her buds are flaking
some have fallen
but camellia is enduring.
I pray the lord of flowers and trees
will touch her with his love.
PANSY
A tiny flower
she captures hearts
with winning and winsome ways.
Petals soft as butterfly wings
and pretty as a rainbow
is my pansy.