Ken Allan Dronsfield Poet Sonnet

Sonnet 66, Song of the Garden Swing

Stealing away during the full moon rise
relaxing, feeling the spirit drifting
starlight kisses land upon weary eyes,
on the garden swing, to the sky, lifting.

Waltzing in the warmth of a springtime breeze.
a lovely sprites harp plays in light restrain
chimes in the trees melodiously please
as soft spring smells now flourishing again.

In the field, oceans of grass gently sway
push me once more and I shall smile with glee
a dream is only a dream gone astray
until your return, I'll wait by this tree.

The loneliness screams from my wanton heart
Rising on the swing as we're far apart.


3/11/2021
Life at a Glance Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose

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Darlene De Beaulieu March 13, 2021 at 10:03 AM Hello Ken Dronsfield, I love the swing. When i lived in Wariton , i went to the park often and went on the swing for hours. It made me feel like I were flying high. Enjoy your day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu March 14, 2021 at 10:43 AM Hello Ken Dronsfield, How are you today? I hope all is well with you. The swing was my fav. in the park. Youare welcome. Enjoy your day my friend. Ken Allan Dronsfield March 14, 2021 at 10:13 AM Hello Darlene De Beaulieu, Yes, I as well loved swinging high as a child. It was so very exciting! Have a blessed day and thank you so for reading my poem. Ken

Mystic Rose Rose March 12, 2021 at 7:35 AM It was so easy to drift away with this, thank you for joining my contest and congrats Ken. :) Ken Allan Dronsfield March 12, 2021 at 12:54 PM Mystic Rose Rose, my deep thanks for finding my Sonnet worthy of a win in the contest! Am very pleased indeed! ;)