Dream Of The Several Roses

I want to live where the wind

of several roses twines

around cool banisters of starlight and

where it appears:

we could always be walking on moonlight,

if we chose to;

walking on moonlight, barely breathing in

a wind of several roses twined and

scattering the leaves.

and scattering the leaves so that it crackles

where you walk when you are small and

still on the footpaths near your home

where the pine needles shine.

the pine needles shine and they have

all your heart, when you are small.

we will be friends forever, you vowed

to the pine branch broken in the storm

and named it your broom

and swept the playhouse where the

wind of several roses twined

in the open air of a solitude

that branched with invisible lilies,

Time-

mary angela douglas 17 august 2014