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Garden Mythic

by NinaLara 

Posted: 22 May 2008
Word Count: 98
Summary: Flash Sonnet


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At the corner of the garden, behind the willows
where I stir the bonfire with a twisted stake
I hear her soft foot sigh and ankle bells
shiver last year's seedheads. She wakes
the lavender moon, makes love-in-the-mist,
stretches delphiniums, forgets-me-not,
powders cornflowers, opens the watchful iris,
is an evening breath, calming in the hot
afternoon. She is my borderland,
my storehouse, my several irons in the fire,
protector of some safe place I imagined
once. She waits behind the apple tree, her
figure just beyond my touch and sight
a sweet pea glow, a tobacco cloaked night.







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Nella at 15:43 on 22 May 2008  Report this post
What a beautiful picture you've painted, NinaLara! I love this; this calm, beautiful summer garden with its bit of mystery.

She wakes
the lavender moon, makes love-in-the-mist,
stretches delphiniums, forgets-me-not,
powders cornflowers, opens the watchful iris,
is an evening breath, calming in the hot
afternoon.

Just gorgeous.
Robin

joanie at 19:24 on 23 May 2008  Report this post
Nina, this is just beautiful. I love the personal touch of
She is my borderland,
my storehouse, my several irons in the fire,
protector of some safe place I imagined
once.
and the final rhyming lines.

Lovely - an excellent response!

joanie

V`yonne at 20:45 on 23 May 2008  Report this post
An exemplary sonnet and so very gentle. Wonderful work!

Elsie at 23:51 on 24 May 2008  Report this post
Hello Nina Lara, It's lovely, and Keep reading it trying to work out who 'she' is, as if it's a riddle. I'm thinking 'she' is nature, mother earth, until 'she is my borderland, my storehouse." Hmm, I need to ponder on that, I think. Which is good.


NinaLara at 22:38 on 25 May 2008  Report this post
Thank you everyone fore you responses. I enjoyed having to think about form ! I definitely need to do more of it ...


Stonerayven at 23:50 on 04 February 2010  Report this post
I don't think I'll ever tire of reading this. It's like Belgium chocolate versus Caburys!

For me, 'She' is nature, the inner child and a Goddess. I especially love the line 'protector of some safe place I imagined once'.


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