Thursday, June 28, 2018
"Seduction of an Iris" by Gene Hodge
Her petals, heavy with morning dew,
shimmer like lip gloss
in the April sunlight.
Mesmerized . . .
I kneel— like a knight before his queen—
lean forward and gently smell her flower.
Perfumed fragrances bewitch me
and I drift into her private chamber—
seduced and made prisoner to ecstasy.
Poet’s Notes: I am a lover of the majestic iris. This is my tribute to her beauty.