Irises: Poem 22 of 30
Today I am again joining Mary Lee as she writes a poem about irises using an image from WikiMedia Commons.
Irises
I wait patiently
Irises: Vincent Van Gogh 1889
via WikiMedia Commons
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| Irises in my yard. |
Irises
I wait patiently
for the irises:
indigo,
canary yellow,
coral,
coral,
to bloom
in the flowerbeds
surrounding my house,
a sign of warmer days,
and a reminder
of my great-grandmother
whose hands first
cared for them.
© Cathy L. Mere
© Cathy L. Mere
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I left my flowers behind this time, Cathy. I thought it was time to start some new things. I actually have some phlox in our school yard that I planted, the origins go back to Virginia with my great-grandparents. It's lovely to think about isn't it? The iris are so beautiful, yet come and go quickly. I like your memory poem.
ReplyDeleteAmazing to think about all of those generations- your great grandmother, your grandmother, your mom, and now you caring for the iris... Beautiful words and a beautiful photograph too.
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