One splendid spring
I was mesmerized
gifted a bouquet of Irises
picked and arranged
in an ice glass vase.
The Iris, you know,
a floral epistle
adequate for a coat of arms
against treacherous lovers.
In a singular color,
the dreams of a rainbow
vanish.
I am left with
an army of blue
their spiky stems ripe enough
to pierce a heart,
but instead
they invoke
the dancing spirit
of early summer
and a bold message
inscribed in elegant scroll
from the chamber of the Gods.
This poem is for my wonderful friend, Miss Gentileschi at Secret Art Expedition in celebration of Iris Day.
https://secretartexpedition.wordpress.com/2017/05/09/iris-day/
wonderful pic and post.
Thanks so much, Jim. I hope you have enjoyed a wonderful weekend!
I did thanks. hope yours was good too. π
A truly lovely poem…
Thank you so much, Sha’Tara. π
Beautiful LT!
Thanks Holly!
I did not know irises had their own celebratory day – they deserve it! I adore their blueness – they are the only flower I am aware of that stands up so strong and tall and waves about that vibrant hue…… your poem is a lovely addition to their special day π
I think there is a designated day for everything, ha ha, but yes, I say also, Irises do deserve a day. Thanks so much, Pauline π
Lovely, Lana. A very beautiful and vibrant poem. π
Thank you so much, Iris. They are lovely flowers, and I know a lovely poet with that name also, smile.
My pleasure, sweet Lana. π
The objectification is brilliant.
Thanks so much for reading and for the very gracious comment π
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
Thanks John π
You are soooo very graciously welcome.
Beautiful, Lana. My mother’s favorite flowers. π
They are extraordinary, Diana. I have some purple ones (in real life) π
I have a few of the wild blue ones. Time to get some more, I think. π
They are truly lovely. I actually dug up a wild one from an alley (a purple one), and it has done well. It is amazing what wonderful gifts are close at hand when we open our eyes. I think you may need some more for sure π
Beautiful poem. I love Ireses. π
Iris Day? I had no idea there was such a thing! Iris is a beautiful flower. One of my neighbors has some lovely purple ones. Funny, but I’ve never tried to grow them (perhaps I should!)
I think they are rather easy to grow, Debbie, at least they grow for me and that is saying something right there. Yep, I think there is a designated day for everything, and one of my artistic blogging friends has been highlighting them on her blog π
Beautiful pic and poem, reminded me of the irises my mom grows in one of her many flowerbeds. My favorite lines were “In a singular color, / the dreams of a rainbow /
vanish.” that’s the kind of blue-violet beauty that renders you completely content. π
Thank you, Joan. Irises have become one of my favorites. I’m growing a few more flowers this year. π
Oh, Lana! Thank you so very, very much!!! What a glorious and beautiful poem! Your words bring these flowers to life and make my heart soar up into the Iris scented air! What a wonderful gift, IΒ΄m so humbled by your kindness and so glad to call you my friend! I will print out this beauty of a poem and pin it to the wall over my writing desk! Wish you a beautiful week! π <3
I’m so glad you liked it, Sarah! I do like these flowers, but was of course inspired by your post regarding the designated day, and I truly think that if any flower should have a day, then it should be the Iris. I hope you have a super week too! I am also glad to call you my friend, take good care of yourself π
Lana, thank you for sharing this beautiful poem in celebration of the iris flower – usually, I see many of these out and about but not so this year for some reason.
Thanks Annika. It is a lovely flower, and I’ve sure been enjoying mine π