In search of Iris

In search of Iris

A ray of sunshine has drawn her out,
after the rains have left.
Yet golden-eyed in a dark blue dress,
she squats in soft grass bereft.

Dewdrops glisten on eyelids half shut
then dry in the heat of the day
as Iris, dear Iris, will snooze on her lawn
while nearby gay daffodils play.

Iris, shy Iris, decked out in blue,
golden-eyed pupil of sun,
Iris, shy Iris, please wake up today,
join in our Springtime fun.

© Kåre Enga [163.603] (15.mars.2007) revised (20.februar.2021)

12 lines: xaxa xbxb xcxc.

Revised and entered into February, 2021 "Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest " 

Author's notes to self: [163.603] written 15 March 2007; this poem was inspired by dragonfly~guess who's back? who mentioned in her blog that she had irises in bloom. Original in blog entry: "Watching young people die; In Search of Iris"  Poem given to my sister's sister-in-law, Iris Fye.

Earlier version:

In search of Iris

A ray of sunshine has drawn her out,
after the rains have quit.
And golden-eyed in a dark blue dress,
she squats on the lawn to rest.

Dewdrops glisten on eyelids half shut
then dry in the heat of the day
when Iris, dear Iris, will snooze on her lawn
while nearby the daffodils play.

Iris, shy Iris, decked out in blue,
golden-eyed pupil of sun,
Iris, shy Iris, please wake up today,
join in the Springtime fun.