Once Upon Her Night Scented Garden

Once Upon Her Night Scented Garden 

some time

during the night,

I quit kicking

dead leaves

and threw away

my secateurs ..

that was

not long before

I stumbled

upon those old

red brick steps ..

all eight of them

if my memory

serves correctly ..

and those,

which then led

to your most

secret of gardens ..

long before

that is, the pink

those gold

and the cream

anemones ..

together with

the topiary bay

and a sweet

night scented

jasmine

all got together

and held

me their hostage ..

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

This poem can be interpreted as a personal journey during the night. As if you're metaphorically stopped tending to dead leaves and discards their secateurs. Indeed, a poetic exploration of discovery, nature, and the transformative power of gardens.
Well-written.

[Neville]

thank you very much indeed for visiting these words and for leaving your thoughts on the matter .. Neville

[Patricia Wedel]

Whoa... a Romantic rendezvous with the scent of Jasmine...
Have you ever seen the Movie entitled "Used Lions" with two "Veteran" Actors that have passed to the Heaven Heights... I enjoyed your Poetry as I slip into the great Beyond. gently, Pat

[Neville]

sleep tight Pat but ever so gently .. and thank you for visiting my little scribble .. Neville

[Stella Armour]

"Keep Out" sign then our Neville,

Almost a floral chastity belt :)

[Neville]

Ooh Matron .. 😎👍

[Stella Armour]

don't doubt for a moment you found the secateurs double quick lol

[Neville]

I always keep a spare pair strapped securely but discretely just in case .. ta for reading me Stella 🍒

[Stella Armour]

omg .... sounds like an accident waiting to happen .
Do be careful wherabouts they are strapped on your person

[Neville]

the roof rack silly :)

[Stella Armour]

oh, of course .... what was i thinking of ?