Sunday, June 1, 2014

the deep purple iris


tall


alone


against


the white mortared


orange-red brick wall


framed


by greens


dark and light


sun and shadow


by fine grass threads


and tiny fluttering leaves





I do want to


cut


it


and 


carry it home


but 





would I be stealing


the indigo-violet


of the rainbow


only to find


it pale


with


out


its


companion


colors?

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