My irises announce new Spring:
sweet blooms, first in my tiny garden,
their vivid blue singing aloud
a glorious hymn to life.
Not mere fol-de-lol frippery
like sillier, frillier flowers,
they seem broad and strong –
though they are tender and too soon gone,
the brief delight glaring and fading
like sudden fireworks, or a trumpet note
bursting upon the air ... yet leaving
that bright memory fully imprinted.
Written (on Spring Equinox) for Friday Writings #246: Light-hearted words for Spring, at Poets and Storytellers United. Word list (use one, some or all): fol-de-lol, frippery, tender, delight, singing, sweet, new. (Yes, you may correct the first to fol-de-rol if you prefer.)