IRIS LOVE IN BLOOM

Petals of Passion wrapped in Heaven's Misty Moments ...

I fell desperately in Love with a Bearded Iris 

Mariposa Wizard was his name... 

He grew beside me in the same Soil ... 

We became the Darlings of Sigma Phi... 

Being an Oregon Firestorm heavenly ruffled 

Blazing Yellow being held by strong stems 

He became My Fella... 

Reblooming every year 

We became a part of Mother Earth... 

Immortality was our Creed... 

Reviews

[Lisasview]

Hi Pat,
Hope you and your family are doing well …
A couple of days ago a pale purple appeared in our garden … came from who know what …
We have three huge groups of white irises left by the former owners.
This Thursday I hired a gardener to come.
We will dig them up.. separate them and replant in a better location… I think I will have at least 50!!
Such fun..
So enjoyed you lovely love poem.
Lisa, typing on my cell as Bob drives

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lisa ... you have uncovered a Treasure... an Omen that will linger and keep you Spirits singing. Roger and myself are fortunate to survive a Tornado that passed over less than a week ago. Our Garden of flowers has Celestial powers... as they thrive in the sunshine and rain. A Rosebush is my Pride and Joy... planted this Spring and still has Buds blooming. It is a soft Coral with edges of Burgundy... my Mother's favorite Rose. A birdbath is close by and birds flutter and splash. A healthy environment for Retirement. tenderly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved the poetry dear Pat. Interlacing of two flowers create a perfect combination of beauty. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... I am always lost in the Beauty of flowers.
Their softness and so fragile... they weather the wind and rain as though it gives them strength. I hope to do the same. It is lovely to have warm weather from time to time. I am still waiting to see a Rainbow. I appreciate your visit. Softly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Pat.

[Robert Haigh]

An imaginative, feel good poem! I see this as a tribute to both floral beauty and to love itself. Delightful!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Robert... it is a pleasure to read your Review. The Romance of Iris is lovely in Hues of Colors that Dance away the Blues. Hope your Summer is is spent under the Shade of an Apple tree where Breezes play Tchaikovsky... gently, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

What a great imagination Pat; this is so good! I love the story of the two Irises. and how they fell in love.. like tow humans ,side by side; your metaphors are wonderful... so vivid and colorful and "earthy".... well done dear Pat
Best, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty… your Review has touched upon celestial moments when Earth has began a Journey where Divine Mercy has been felt when Thunder rolls and Lightening wraps around the month of June… be blessed… my dear and feel the Love ❤️ that God has sent. Gently, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome dear Pat!

[Chris Shaw]

Aw a love poem, flower filled. I do like the purple headed iris. We used to have them Pat by our pond but no more. Killed off one cold winter. I think you are very partial to beards. May you and your fella have many more happy days together. Your poems are always packed with the delights of nature. Sending love across the wide waters..

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris… I always look forward to your Reviews… you are so generous to everyone. At our previous Home I had Iris that my Aunt June had given to us; however they did eventually die … one was White with Purple. Friends were in Awe. The RyeZones in each one can get a disease and infect other Iris. My aunt June was very meticulous to check constantly for disease. She was President of the DelMarVa Iris Club for Years and she is now in Heaven. Sometimes Roger lets his Beard get way too Bushy… I prefer him clean shaven. Roger’s Father was a larger Man and had a Bushy Beard. I Believe Roger Honors his Father Ed who passed Six years ago … by having a Beard. Roger is more Gentile like his Mother Jane who also passed two years before his father Ed. Gather your Rosebuds while you May… is a good Omen. I have tinted my Auburn Hair Lavender .. so as it turns more Grey, it will be Lavender… like a Flower. Very Poetic is my Style. ❤️ love across the Waves 🌊 … Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Oh, the splendid love allegory here...so beautiful

or perhaps...an Iris is just an Iris, even if he has no beard.

such an intelligent love poem.

j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jacob... a pleasure to read your words... yesterday we had a Tornado pass over us here in Fredericksburg, Virginia. It had been Sunny less than an hour before. It became very dark about four pm and the Warning Screen on our "Smart TV ceased to be. We were so fortunate to have it pass over. Now I can concentrate on Poetry and Iris. I notice that you have a Beard going on in your Avatar. You may be mistaken for an Iris. If I chose a name for you it would be "Enlivenment" dear" Professor Higgins". Purrr... Pat

[Neville]

............................ bloomin lovely .. nuff said but ever so softly :)

[Patricia Wedel]

Thanks Neville.. remember when Frank Sinatra sang “Softly as I leave you” ? We just had Touches of a Tornado Warning… in Virginia, NC and D.C. Glad it is Over at Noon on Friday, May 27, 2022 Bless You and Yours… Amen

[Einstein Noodle]

what a delight to read .. love your Iris's budding romance .. Norma didn't like them but i always have and treated myself this year ... planting three .. can't tell you the names off hand .. but one is purple, one yellow and ... can't remember the last .. but they are all happy and growing .. i am looking forward to as many babies as they can have ;))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) your poem lifts my heart .. i feel happy in reading
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gene… there are many flowers, but few have so many fascinating Names. If I were an Iris, I would be named Grateful.. I would name you Star Gazer… Or Moonshine.
I am pleased that you are vulnerable to my Whimsical Poem. tenderly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

your a peach darlin' :)

[Patricia Wedel]

The most delicious Peach I ever had was in a Peach Orchard that had not been Sprayed … and you could eat Ripe Peaches from the Tree. So delicious. Thanks 🙏 dear 💜 heart. Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Folks, Iris are multi-talented... like Dancers in a Chorus Line... they Smile and and show their Petals dipped in Metaphors... where Artists paint their Pirouettes in colors of Madame Butterfly Sighs... tenderly, the Author, Pat

[lightsong]

Irises are symbols of Divine Femininity, but here it seems the Iris is a symbol of Divine Masculinity "Immortality was our Creed... " I'm going to steal this line :> so lovely, ethereal... Thank You dearest Pat🤍

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Song of Light... my pleasure to know you stole my line... My Aunt June was President of the DelMarVa Iris Club for years... She had the most Gorgeous Iris Gardens and each Iris had an engraved Name on a Metal Sign, e.g. "Cafe Bleu" or "Lest We Forget"...
She is now in Heaven... tending to the Garden by a Stream called Pardon. May she Dream away her days.
tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

DelMarVa stands for Delaware, Maryland and Virginia.
(USA) ... gently, Pat

[lightsong]

Thank You for the clarification dear Pat. your Aunt was lucky for sure :> I'm sure she is still dreaming there next to the stream at her precious Garden.