Re: Iris Poem?
- To: Multiple recipients of list <i*@rt66.com>
- Subject: Re: Iris Poem?
- From: j*@BLomand.Net
- Date: Mon, 20 Jan 1997 10:20:55 -0700 (MST)
At 07:32 AM 1/20/97 -0700, you wrote:
>For a Grange meeting tonight, we are featuring poetry, so I thought it would
>be nice to have one about, or including irises. I had planned to spend
>some time today at our local library, but had forgotten about the holiday!
>Can anyone help - even one that someone online has written would be
>fine, as long as I have permission to use it?
>
>Carol Blais - CBLAIS@worldnet.att.net
Carol,
I have been working on a poem for our Region 7 newsletter. When I read your
post, I decided to try to finish it and send it to you. You are welcome to
use it if you like.
Iris People
No flow'ry words or phrase sublime
Are offered here to take your time.
Our love of beauty is a fact,
But it's quite earthy, not abstract.
We work the soil and feel the sun;
What some call labor, we call fun.
For iris we can't say enough:
Not only lovely, they are tough!
Discarded o'er the backyard fence,
They bloom with passion two years hence.
Though cricket craters dot their face,
The rhizomes live and grow apace.
We love them though they cause us pain,
As when they rot because of rain.
Inverse proportion they may show
Between price paid and will to grow.
In spite of tender, loving care,
Sometimes the rhizomes just sit there.
But when they bloom, we feel the joy
A young child feels with his new toy.
We love the colors, soft and bright;
The forms and textures bring delight.
To hours that we spent on our knees,
Add one to thank God for all these.
Julie L. Allen
Sparta, TN
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