“Why was I not born mysterious?” – Pablo Neruda’s Book of Questions
Today in warming sunlight’s call, while walking in my garden
I found you there mid green and purple, a pure white iris blooming
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A welcome surprise standing straight and tall, your beauty’s glow astounding
Who would have thought in a bed of purple, a pure white iris blooming
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My spirit lifted as I stooped down, to take a candid picture
Of a glorious sight that crept out in the night, a pure white iris blooming
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Your petals soft angelic bright, set this old heart a racing
Like vintage wine before its time, a pure white iris blooming
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I know your life will be short-lived, for only love’s eternal
But beauty came to me today, a pure white iris blooming
Photos today: Dwight L. Roth
Today at d’Verse, Laura asked us to write a Ghazal that included an epigraph from Pablo Nureda’s Book of Questions. I found this beautiful white iris today. It was gorgeous and my inspiration for my poem.
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Lovely flowers and poem 😊.
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Thank you very much. I am glad you enjoyed it.
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What a beautiful iris bloom and Ghazal poem!
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It is fabulous! I was very excited to see it today!
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Thank you, Liz for your comments.
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Thank you Rosaliene! I am very glad you like it.
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How neat! Flowers are mysterious and they do have a way of lifting spirits.☺️
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Thank you Melissa. They are wonderful and uplifiting.
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I am so happy you used the Iris, it was my Mother’s favorite flower. Your poem is beautiful.
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Thank you so much. I am happy you enjoyed my post!
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It is uplifting to see those first blooms! We are still waiting where I am.
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This was a beautiful site to see!
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Breathtakingly beautiful! Your words and the flower. So very special. 🌼
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Thank you so much, Michelle. I love it!
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You are welcome, Dwight. So very pretty!
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Pure and beautiful Dwight … my vivid red day lilies bloomed this week too!
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Thank you, Ivor. I agree. You red day lilies are beautiful!
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🌹🌹😊🌏
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wow Dwight! I could almost see it in my minds eye! Beautiful! ❤
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How wonderful. I am so glad it connected with you in that way. I appreciate your kind words, Carol Anne.
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Dwight, the irises are gorgeous! I bet they smell beautiful, too! 💜 What an inspiring poem!
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Thank you Cheryl. They are amazing. I am glad you enjoyed the poem.
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It’s a beautiful poem for a beautiful Iris.
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Thank you so much, Sadje.
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You’re most welcome
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Oh, gosh. How beautiful you did that!! I’ve no words… thank you.
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Thank you so much Selma. It was breathtaking!
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Spectacular!
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:>)
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A lovely take on how surprise withers.
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Just a moment it time it seems! Thank you, Marial.
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Well done
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Thanks Derrick. Have you ever seen a white iris?
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No
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Great ghazal and the photos are beautiful too.
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Thank you Jay. I appreciate your kind words.
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Thanks for sharing your delight Dwight.
Happy you dropped by my blog.
Much♡love
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When I click on your post, it still says the page you are looking for does not exist. you might want to reload it in Mr. Linkey.
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What a terrific (and possibly fragrant!) surprise to inspire your beautiful poem. Looks like you have a well-established community of irises along this side of your home. Hurrah that they are all blooming!
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Thank you Will. My son gave me the bulbs from his bed when he thinned them out. They are wonderful. My mom raised them for as long as I can remember. I was very excited as you can see.
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Hurrah that your son is also a gardener and appreciator of flowers!
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Yes he is and I am very proud of him. Thank you.
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I like it: the poem and the flower. Strange to have the white one in the bed with the purple, though.
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Thank you, David. I thought it was a beautiful gift! Have your ever seen a white one? I am glad you enjoyed my post!
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I had a few ideas for the ‘mysterious’ quote but never expected to see it used in connection with flowers in this way. I don’t usually dig on flower/flowery poetry but yours worked really well.
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Thank you so much. I find nature to be my muse, so this really inspired me. I am glad you enjoyed it.
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Gorgeous! Ah, I would love to have my Iris bloom so beautifully!!
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Thank you Jan. This is their second year, so they have had time to develop good roots.
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The beautiful white iris definitely inspired you, Dwight! One of your best poems, I think.
I can’t believe you have irises up already, but I’m ok with our daffodils just starting to bloom. I hope they hang around for a while.
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I would agree with you. It did inspire me and I am very happy witht the way I could work it into the prompt. Thank you so much for you kind affirmation.
Yes the iris never really died back all winter they had a head start. My daffodils are dying off already. The white iris was very unique among all those purple ones.
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You’re welcome, Dwight!
That iris really is beautiful. 😊
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Yes it is….
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I love the miraculous feel of your poem!! There is still plenty wonder left in this old world.
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Yes, I felt it too… especially when read aloud. Thanks, Liz. Nature never grows old… it just keeps recycling.
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You’re welcome, Dwight!
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A lovely surprise to behold, if only fleeting. Certainly stands out and apart, and gives pause for wonder. At least, it also draws attention to the others. Ah, such are the joys of gardening. And much like stately irises, your poem also delights. 🙂
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Thank you so very much for your kind words. I am glad you enjoyed my post!
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What a beautiful introduction, for me, to the Ghazal ! You make it seem so effortless. And that white iris ‘sport’ is a magnificent mutant… I have to admit to finding irises most delightful in bud, all silky smooth and slender. So it was good to see the purples also!
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Thank you very much. With a little inspiration forms can be a good thing. This one came very effortlessly. I love iris. The white one was a wonderful surprise.
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“Effortlessly” is now my word of the day! Appreciating you, Dwight x
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Thank you very much! :>)
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You’ve raised my spirits as well. I love irises! (K)
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Thank you so much. I am so glad this connected with you. They are beautiful.
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How delightful! The is a challenging form which you managed beautifully! The iris was my mother’s favorite flower.
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Thank you very much, Helen. My mom loved raising them as well. Have you ever seen a white one?
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Oh yes, often!!!
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Interesting!
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Heart bursting beauty in your poem and photo, Dwight! 🌼🌼💐
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Thank you, Cindy. Yes a wonderful surprise.
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Very nice poem and photo as well, Dwight!
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Beautiful poem Dwight, but isn’t that something that among all of your colorful irises, this white blossom magically appears! Mother Nature never ceases to amaze us! Thanks for sharing! 🌞💐🦋
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Yes it is most surprising. I was very excited to see it there! Thank you!
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Gorgeous and you are so very welcome our resident gardener! 🌺💐🌻
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Dwight — Beautiful writing, beautiful photograph, beautiful flower. Excellent my friend… 🙂
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Thank you, Rob for your very kind words. I am so glad you enjoyed it.
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Lyrical excellence and a nice photo too – who could ask for more Dwight…
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Thank you so much, Andrew, for your kind words. You are right!
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Brief but so lovely… that Iris will last in memory.
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Yes, it will and there is one coming behind it on the same stem that will bloom tomorrow!
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Thank you.
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I love all kinds of iris. Lovely poem and photos!
PK
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Thank you very much. They are beautiful.
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Beautiful post 🤩
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Thank you very much.
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I love poems and flowers together. They are just made for each other. I love your poem. ❤️
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Thankyou so much for your kind words!
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Such beauty in your words as well, Dwight! What a lovely ode to a gorgeous flower! 💞💞💞
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Thank you so much, Dawn, for your kind words. It is a lovely flower and has since put out two more white iris!
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💞
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This is wonderful, Dwight! The life of an iris in poetry and photos.
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They really are gorgeous… and fragile. Thank you so much Sara. I am glad you enjoyed this.
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Gorgeous words and images.
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Thank you so much Cindy.
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Love the flower and the poem that comes with it!
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Thank you very much for your comments.
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Your Welcome!
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Beautiful
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Thank you!
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Enjoyed the poem and line “Like vintage wine before its time, a pure white iris blooming.”
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Thank you so much for your comments. I am very happy that you enjoyed my poem.
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Your are welcome
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