I sit in the garden
on a small marble bench
beneath the sun.
The roses bud,
and the lilies grow.
The water glows and makes music
as it falls down the stream
of little waterfalls.
I follow the stream
into a land of beauty
and wonder.
I walk around to see wild flowers,
patches of four leaf clovers
and small rainbows.
I follow them to find no gold,
but to find a smaller garden.
Little Sprites dancing
in the middle of a circle.
They dance in little trebles,
and hornpipes.
A celebration it seems.
I didn’t wish to intrude,
but I found myself
gazing in amazement
as I sat in the
Garden of Sprites.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Olney Hymn 5: Jehovah-Shalom: The Lord Send Peace by William Cowper
- English Poetry. Edna St. Vincent Millay. Assault. Эдна Сент-Винсент Миллей.
- Cell Mate
- A Friend’s Illness by William Butler Yeats
- Two Or Three poem – John Keats poems
- Шекспир – День без тебя казался ночью – Сонет 43
- Владимир Маяковский – Понедельник – субботник
- The Troops by Siegfried Sassoon
- Ros poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Emperors And Kings, How Oft Have Temples Rung by William Wordsworth
- A Good Play by Robert Louis Stevenson
- New Year On Dartmoor by Sylvia Plath
- love_is_just_like_the_rain.html
- Омар Хайям – Не смешно ли весь век по копейке копить
- Beauty and Beauty by Rupert Brooke
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
