This poem is an excerpt from my period mystery novel, The Secret of Ravelston, which is based on a musical ballad by the English Spasmodic poet, Sydney Dobell. You can find out more about the novel, which itself is not in verse structure, at:http://www.amazon.com/The-Secret-of-Ravelston-ebook/dp/B0070ORZGG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1375548457&sr=8-1&keywords=the+secret+of+ravelston
The gardens’ magical beauty comes to life
in the dark of night.
The large treetops seem to float right up above you
and merge with the open sky.
The flowers seem forbidding in the dim light of the night,
but as you look at them for a while,
they glow to you,
and are more radiant than at daylight.