Summer Dreaming

This is the third time I've planted climbing roses The first two failed to fulfill my romantic fantasy of efflorescent roses flaunting their naughty frilly pink bodice and hooped skirts draped in loops like gingerbread scroll-work or fleur-de-lis gamboling, sauntering across the white French trellis I guess I'm really a fairy trapped inside this 5' 8" terrestrial body I love how the amethyst moon-flowers with the pentagram tattooed on their belly button petals cast a magic spell over the garden And the night blooming jasmine's enchanting fragrance wakens the dreaming gardenia and makes everybody including our blue eyed ragdoll kitten a wee bit tipsy I curl up on my midnight Jhoola topiary shadows crouch like royal sphinxes in the starlit courtyard and reflecting pools of water from summer rains swirl open their third eyes ~portals to another world~