When Irises Bloom

The days quickly fade
 easing into the flowers of early to mid-May,
a glance across the garden's edge
 strewns the path where footprints wedge,
the irises rise in gangly stalks tall
 buds forming as if in a ladder sprawls;
first, short exuberances bleached ivory and white
 then yellow bearded brown tongue delights,
these later sunnier days announce
 deep passionate purple velvets that bounce
deep dark burgundy silks appear across scaped land
 the tallest, regalia mesmerizing and grand
May with little rain
 entices Iris blooms once again.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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May 21, 2021 at 12:43 PM
Nice writing, D.M. My mother's favorite flower, along with dahlias. Irises are always to me the poor man's orchids!
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