You planted the irises in my yard
transplanted from your own.
Packing to move
tears
not wanting to leave
your scattered gifts
the bits of you.
Dig them up
replant
hope for the best
You planted the irises in my yard
Irises
Published by Jessica Carey
Where There Is Joy
Seeking and rekindling joy…one day at a time
Where There Is Joy 
What a beautiful way to share memories – through plants. Have you read Kate R’s beautiful post about gardening! You will love it. Also, irises are my favorite flower!
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I loved Kate’s piece. So beautiful. I didn’t know irises were your favorites.
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Love the repetition and the feeling in this poem.
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Wowzer — scattered gifts, the bits of you! The intensity of so few words is quite evident here. Well done — bitter sweet.
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There’s so much layered feeling in this piece, and it also reads well from end to beginning, like a reverso. I’m nurturing several plants in my garden that came from my father’s and they mean so much to me. You’ve crafted such a poignant poem.
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Such beauty! Oh, the flowers this time of the year are simply stunning. I, too, have gift irises from a former colleague who moved away from Georgia to Florida and then three years later moved back. The scattered pieces of life and the tears make me think that move was one of some desperation, of a brokenness, perhaps a divorce or job shift, but that’s the magic of poetry is the wonder and the fashioning of circumstance in the reader’s mind in the mirror of the soul. Love your repeating line and the symbolism of blooming even in the tough times, even in our own absence.
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Flowers hold so many memories. And irises are so beautiful. Lovely poem.
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Oh, this is lovely. “Dig them up/ replant/ hope for the best” – lines to live by.
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