by Maple Tree Sep 26, 2016
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
I see iris's in my sleep, |
by Brenda
Andrea, such a hauntingly beautiful yearning write-your visuals lend to such a story. Just lovely- |
Beautiful... I love in particular the metaphor |
by hiraeth
That makes more sense, it ties in with the 'night shade eyes' part & 'wilted flower'. I agree, it's central to this piece. Thank you for clearing that up! |
by Maple Tree
Aww you are welcome Mark! |
by hiraeth
Quick question, which iris did you mean, the goddess, color, flower, or the eye? They all work, but I"m just curious as to which one you meant. |
by Maple Tree
Aww Mark thank you! |
by ether
Without meaning to sound too abstract - this poem sounds/feels delicate. As though it is a flower and if you were to reach out and touch it, its petals would fall off. You (seemingly) effortlessly captured a sense of fragility and your metaphors are just precious. I love this to pieces. |