Reblogged from Morningjoy's Weblog:
Off the path again,
twisting, turning, bending
I pick my way through greenery dense
With twisted vine, banana leaf, and palm
Iridescent flies of dragon and butter
Seek some illusive prize, so I follow
Then, peeking through jungle bars
I startle at a thunder-clap of color
Here stands a cluster of lobster claws
Baskets of lipstick with handles of emerald and cobalt…
i love to paint heliconias, and this one is super nice!
z