Purple majesty framed in the sky, <br />Like a magnificent painted cloud. <br />There is not one that can deny, <br />Your beauty as you stand so proud. <br /> <br />There is no tree that can compare, <br />And few there are that can keep in stride. <br />Your'e Helen of Troy, a beauty so rare, <br />Blushing purple, a most lovely bride. <br /> <br />Royal thou art, and I can attest, <br />Thine purple beauty is so unique. <br />Head and shoulders above the rest, <br />Only a fool would dare critique. <br /> <br />Thine beauty makes the birds entone, <br />While in thy shade, they do repose. <br />The most beautiful, harmonius, heartfelt songs, <br />Tiny feathered poets, reciting prose. <br /> <br />Like a dream lovers, violet eyes, <br />The purple bells beckon in the breeze. <br />All agree and no one denies, <br />Jacaranda's beauty, the eyes doth please. <br /> <br />In memory of a great lady, the one with the Jacaranda eyes, The one and only Queen of the silver screen, Ms. Elizabeth Taylor. <br /> <br />6/4/10 29 palms ca.<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jacaranda-2/
