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Glen Gaul Way-A Secret Ice Garden

In the Land of Glen Gaul Way
a secret garden lies hidden away
amongst the fern and mossy coves
home to the lowly turtle doves.

Hidden from the denizens
known to my lady fair and
her proud knight, of Glenn Gaul Way.

By night a secret haven of their bliss
waiting for the gentle kiss
from her winged lover fair
the Dragonfly of Glenn Gaul Way.

Cloaked in golden gossamer
and in velvets rich
all seeing eyes of wisdom
never missing a trick.

A Dragonfly by day is he
stately prince by night,
the gem of Glen Gaul Way is he,
her winged delight.

In day the garden stays
covered all in rime
near the edges one can see
little sprigs of thyme

smell the aroma of jasmine fine
and chamomile rare
the garden frozen thru the day
a wondrous work of ice
at dusk the moon light takes a turn
to gently melt the ice,

And set to play the lovers dance
in this frozen land
reveling secrets from the past
of a gaily inhabited land.

A swoosh is heard at even’ tide
a glittering sight is seen
as the Dragonfly appears
upon the frosty scene.

Four wings in motion
cause a breeze
enough to stir the air
a crackling snap of thawing ice
fills the tiny ice cove
sweet aromas fill the air
intoxicating all around
as the pair begin their dance
on the icy ground.

His hand guides her ‘round
their secret frozen land
to live and love the night away
‘tis their destiny fulfilled.

A saddened heart
beneath her breast
as moon and stars fade way
to dawn’s dim light
the price to pay
for their Ice Garden play.

My Lady Fair clasps her bosom
as he departs at dawn
to worlds only known to him
and a promising return at dusk
their realm to display.

bentfeather ©
January 5, 2006

~Nina Simone~I Love You Porgy~

That's a beautiful poem Miss Feather . . . and . . . your graphic presentations are the epitome of taste.