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English Bluebell

 

Slender, spread across the riverbank

Your slim neck bows slightly.

A teasing darkness just below the surface,

You lean into the dappled sun.

Fragility shimmers in a wash of purple,

Delicate waves pulsate in the breeze.

Those Spanish girls are not for me,

Strutting with their firm thighs,

Bottoms held high,

Flaring out their skirts, flashing

In flamboyant gesticulation,

Forcing their way into front gardens!

Your subtle fragrance holds more allure

Than impostors such as these.

 

Steve Bishop