Iridescence
Of carnival glass
Sky turning from dusk to dark
Iris colors blending when
The eye carries a tear
Colors when they coalesce
Cannot make up their mind(s)
Which color might win
And not one color has to
Iridescence
Of carnival glass
Sky turning from dusk to dark
Iris colors blending when
The eye carries a tear
Colors when they coalesce
Cannot make up their mind(s)
Which color might win
And not one color has to
April 29, 2016 at 7:27 am
Ooooh!! What a lovely lovely poem about another mystery of light. 🙂
April 29, 2016 at 2:46 pm
I’m happy for your response, Rosema. My sister collects and sells carnival glass, and we were talking the other day about what a lovely word iridescence is. As you say, it is a mystery.