SEDUCTRESS

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Wintery walking,

in this cold a treasure hunt,

nature far too rich for failure.

Caressing a tiny stowaway,

fellow traveller in my pocket,

breath-taking seed pod,

a green and silky skin –

taken from the frosty, leafless branch,

of the wisteria.

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Unwise, you plant that gorgeous bastard,

as, within years,

strong walls, tiled roofs are ruined,

close to death.

Its summer flowers will be heaven, though,

the crumbling house’s wreath,

already now, seductive velvet seed pods –

a vernal paradise.

Sierksma, Montmorillon 8.3/2021