I will come upon the bower
where my muse resides
and citrus-scented flowers
of frangipani hide
a rivulet will wind its way
past this peaceful sanctuary
on the fronds of cattails sway
red-winged blackbirds tarry
the moon will rest above the trees
casting shadow dances at my feet
and words will flow more easily
in this romantic, veiled retreat
This is such heartwarming and romantic imagery!
(Also, thank you for visiting my page!)
~ Skay
https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/author/skay/
You’re welcome and thank you, too!! I was hoping for a Romantic view of things – not the Lake District, but a spot that works for me… 🙂