The rains had come <br />to cool and soothe <br />the ashes & embers <br />of burnt out thoughts <br /> <br />her heart a blue iris, its <br />petals shredded by the wind, <br />too weak to stand, too proud <br />to sway <br /> <br />a strange blue cancer in <br />her yellow garden.<br /><br />Deb Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-blue-iris/
