A Perfect Moment in May

Teddy.15

 
And as the rain
pelts the cypress trees
their pins vibrating
against the soft, yet forceful wind
that has blown in from the south  
 
and the morning cloud so low 
almost like
a white cotton sheet blanket covering the hills 
 
the beautiful Iris seemingly crouching 
maybe she's protecting
her beautiful petals so precious
​​​​​from the onslaught of nature's wrath
 
and me? 
 
with my Nikon z8
wrapped around my hands
finger clicking away
just hoping to take 
the perfect shot?
 
on this...
 
a perfect moment in May.
 
 
 
 
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  • sorenbarrett

    Your poem is a picture itself. In fact it has the advantage of portraying what film by itself can not, the the emotion of words. I can see the beauty of the iris praying before the wind and feel the cold force and wetness of the rain in the cloud like misty blanket. Lovely.

    • Teddy.15

      It's the regional flower of Florence, this time of year they are blooming, but believe it or not today is another day that feels like winter. I'm not complaining as I prefer when it's mild. Thank you for your beautiful review dear sorrenbarret 🌹💐

    • aDarkerMind

      a perfect picture for any month of year Teddy.

      • Teddy.15

        Thank you dear Melvin, hard not to notice the magnificent scenery dear friend. 🌹

      • Accidental Poet

        That used to be me Teddy, always looking for the perfect shot. But Canon was my weapon of choice. 📷

        • Teddy.15

          Thank you dear A P not a bad camera at all. 🌹

          • Accidental Poet

            Been a couple of years since I've used it. My cell phone takes all the pictures now. 🙄

          • Neville


            what a perfect picture you have captured Teddy .. and get this, we share the same taste in camera 🌹

            • Teddy.15

              Well that doesn't suprise me at all dear Nev. 🌹



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