The Abandoned Garden
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and in my dreamy dream I walk over a hill
where the high sun above is shining bright
and find an abandoned garden growing at will
with buds and blooms vibrant- oh, what a sight
crocuses, roses, curious flowers unknown
a deep purple bursting- a twining plait
and beside a blue pond I sit on a worn stone
all enclosed by a mossed wall with ornate gate
I linger there among yellow lilies sun kissed
in this garden so strange, so fair and sweet
but now- I must from this dream untwist
as mist swirls and twirls starting at my feet
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October 04, 2022
Poetry/Quatrain/the abandoned garden
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1492-114-04
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, 2022 Poetry Marathon, Mile 17
sponsor, Mark Toney, Judged 10/26/2022
Submitted to the Standard contest, Your Choice 2022
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judge 12/24/2022
Tenth Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2022
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