The Iris Garden at Giverny, 1900, Claude Monet

the iris

At the Iris Garden of Giverny there’s a path that always lead me to you 

the strawberry pink hues of the flowers reminded me of our first kiss

underneath the blooming apple trees, 

i thought of your lips on mine 

where you solemnly swore they would never meet. 

 

the sunlight quivered through the branches 

as if she was giving birth to mother nature for the first time. 

and i looked towards you – the earthy path 

while all the memories flooded within me. 

 

remembrances of you

swam in my soul like the bleeding blues, 

the delphinium gems, 

of mother natures 

first breath. 

 

– j.ds

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