Agreement #3 - Iris E. Sankey- Lewis's Blog

My name is imprinted in every man, woman, and child eyes. I am a flower even in winter. I was born in the City of Belize, but the United States of America is more my home, since I am now seventy, and arrived here at age twenty-two.  Poetry became my loyal friend when I was introduced to a creative writing workshop in Greenwhch Village back in 2003. I am a late bloomer, and a young at heart.  I love to travel; and rely on Nat Geo, the History channel, and Ancient Aliens to alleviate cost.  I enjoy eclectic music, rain, nostalgic howling wind, and thunder without lightening. I love the sacredness of silence of morning, pastel evening skies, silhouette of morning writing, yearly Devotionals, TBN, 3ABN, Songscapes, Tiger calico or Tabby, and the little Wren that saved my life during a tornado. I like to flex and stretch, jog, and bike.  The sound of wind chimes I find nostalgic. I like the innocense and frankness of babies, sweet soul of the elderly, humility and wit of youngsters, and spiritually well rounded students and teachers.

My life in verse commenced at the start of a new year once I left the mountains of Carmel, New York: New leaf of faith / bloomed fresh iris / jumped ship, kicked addiction /

"A Rainbow Flower" , "Seek Ye First", "The Late Blooming Iris", "As I Grow Old",  invites you to see; "I Am Ready" ,"Because I Dared" to participate in my unfolding, before my inner lamp grow dim  My name is Iris, thank you for letting me share at the seat of our table where "Poetry Soupers" dine and strum their story, their songs.

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