When Flowers Bloom

Haiku (Part Two)

iris fluttering,

petals lift like feathered wings,

purple, golden bird

as the earth revolves

around the sun, faithfully,

so the iris blooms

ruffle-sleeved iris,

lavender, butter-yellow,

dancing in the breeze

Irises are the first to bloom in my flower garden. I love their vibrant, unique colors. They wear them like personalities. David W Runyan II used the word “flamboyant” to describe them. There couldn’t be a more fitting word!

pink satin slipper

aura gleaming, radiant

over fans of green

soft rays of sunlight

caress a lady slipper

pink fading to white

I happened upon these two lady slippers near the ends of two different hikes. Somehow I didn’t spot them on the way in, only on the way out, as if they came out of hiding to acknowledge my accomplishment. A lovely reward!

Thank you for reading my poems! I’d love to hear if you have a favorite!