Lilies, copyright 2006, Joan Z. RoughMay Garden
Roses palest pink
climb the trellis
their sweet bouquet
perfumes air
petals silky
like newborn skin
drift away
as the month turns
toward summer
Yellow flags
white bearded iris
sway with blue
false indigo
greening buds
of purple cone flower
lilies swollen buds
bursting fiery orange
Yesterday's shower
eases no one's fear
of summer drought
I fancy ink black clouds
resounding thunder
a heaven sent deluge
to freshen waning rills
Spiderwort's escaped
to the riverbank
where she surely finds water
to wet her thirsty feet
JZR
Roses palest pink
climb the trellis
their sweet bouquet
perfumes air
petals silky
like newborn skin
drift away
as the month turns
toward summer
Yellow flags
white bearded iris
sway with blue
false indigo
greening buds
of purple cone flower
lilies swollen buds
bursting fiery orange
Yesterday's shower
eases no one's fear
of summer drought
I fancy ink black clouds
resounding thunder
a heaven sent deluge
to freshen waning rills
Spiderwort's escaped
to the riverbank
where she surely finds water
to wet her thirsty feet
JZR
3 comments:
to wet her thirsty feet.
yes.
this is a feeling i actually know. my feet always feel thirsty in the summer. you have given me a word for the feeling.
love the images here. thank you for sharing...
You've made me want color and flowers of all shapes in my garden.
Your poem is a beautiful water color word painting of your garden.
Lovely!
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