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
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I am a career educator and writer. I also enjoy the performing arts. Semi-retired due to disability, I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA). The main photographs at this site (of the road, of me) were crafted by photographer and friend Debra Danielson, A variety of her work is available for appreciation at http://www.debradanielson.com/.
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.