Adjure adjure; entreats the scent of a yellow primrose
Alluring a sweet earthy olive fragrance
Uniting melodiously with the brisk Spring morn'
Breezing all delicate petals like an angels' air kiss.
Fancy a butterfly sensing the lingering aroma
Compelled to journey through the crevaced hedgegroves
Fluttering golden wings of radial azure patches
Unruly patterning the floral rainbow village.
Central is a stone basin wringed with ground-ivy
Concealing praying angels carved underneath.
Circularly, the primroses neighbour the white lillys
The lilly's shield daffodils and the tulips' crimson.
A spirited robin - purching swifty upon the bath
A splash, churp! A splash, churp! Then again,
Seemingly most pleased to cleanse ruffled greyish wings
To draw water alike an ice cream scoop
To half disperse the refreshment over the edges.
Busy indeed for a Robin, leaping and singing
Fluting and warbling a spring day tune
Curious though for a moment did its head tilt then stilled
The orange breasted bird turned and tilted more.
Fanciful idea that such miniature eyes were surveying,
Appreciating the many floral sensory delights
Capturing the beauty aided through master pruning,
Agreeing to the suitability of a nesting site.
Quite a compliment, if so, from this gardeners friend
Whom hath seen many an arrangement,
Of countless soil beds and assorted flowers
Thankyou then, kind bird, fresh water always awaits you.
A beautiful visual piece that transported me into a heavenly garden. You have a talent for capturing such detail and weaving it into such effortless prose as to suck your reader instantly into your reality. Definitely warrants nomination. Milly x