The Garden Gate

The Garden Gate

A Poem by Cherrie Palmer
"

a flower garden of mystery

"

The center of each bloom creams the palest of butter.

 

Springs tender buds sway. 

Watch the skirted pedals flair 


dancing with the wind as 


 shaded lavender  are boldly displayed. 

Beside this,


 lovely hydrangeas is a slender cerise grouping of tulips.

A garden gate was hung just there

with tulips on either side,

no fencing of any kind to mark the way

only the blooms of spring set its borders

and this pristinely painted swinging gate.

This simple gate housed two chairs also painted white.

A table was found on that piece of ground

and an arched honeysuckle vine

where a small brass wind chime sings.

       Mint-julep must have been sipped by those whom once here sat,  

     and on occasion with an eastern wind,

I catch a faint hint of old-spice and mint.

It is, those times, I stop my work and listen to the brass chime sing

and without fail, the garden hinges will speak.

As I’ll see, that old gate begin to swing, 

I  ponder the days that have long past.

© 2020 Cherrie Palmer


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ShellyHoltLowery wrote a story of laundry line scent, and now your garden gate,cool,I love the two of you and the words ring promise, the cycle of life like red clay dirt deep in those who can read the suns words as it sets. Had to take a breath ,good story.

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Cherrie Palmer

11 Years Ago

:) thank you Lee



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I love it Nana, it reminds me for some reason of your piece of land.

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Cherrie Palmer

11 Years Ago

and those things I like to write about
Michael Kevin Spencer

11 Years Ago

Your poetry is like walking into a scene where I get to watch a bird-bath at high noon!
Cherrie Palmer

11 Years Ago

now, that is truly kind thank you
WOW! loved this, the description was super great! Made me long for spring, and the flowers that come with it! Beautiful!

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Cherrie Palmer

11 Years Ago

yes I am ready for Spring to blow thru myself :)
Very descriptive, and I really like some of the metaphors you've used here. I do think you could expand this, since the reader is left wanting more at the end, and I think there's a wealth of material here that you could use. One note - the bit about the julep, it should read 'by' instead of 'from'. All in all, very well done.

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Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Cherrie Palmer

11 Years Ago

thank you for the help, I will make the change and hope to flesh this it out some more friday.

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Cherrie Palmer
Cherrie Palmer

Oakland, AR



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I am a published poet and love poetry. I live near the White River, and love trout fishing. I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. I also have two books on Amazon Kindle: Obsession Starts.. more..

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