This Enchanted Garden Poem by Anita Atina

This Enchanted Garden

Rating: 5.0

A lazy drizzle ceased,

The garden still wrapped in a languorous haze,

With droplets sliding off leaves.

Warm vapor rose to meet,

Moist sunlight, that filtered through,

Air laden with the aroma, of rain-washed grass.

A trail weaved in and out of a shady grove,

Shivering droplets onto walkers,

Who gingerly stepped onto this slippery path.

A hushed presence surrounds this enchanted garden,

Perhaps, the portal of magic was still open,

Transmitting a state of grace.

Andrew mark Wilkinson 23 August 2008

What a Peaceful and enchanting write, Anita... Andrew 10

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Al Ramos 31 August 2008

Such a simple, gentle piece, very enchanting, keep up the goodwork

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Theresa Moore 31 August 2008

The rain can transform a garden...I love the way you stimulate the senses and walk me through your garden.

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Kesav Easwaran 31 August 2008

here we get not only an enchanting sight of a garden wet after rain but also the feel there in, thanks to the image created in the second stanza lines- the aroma feel...lovely read, Anita 10

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Pied Piper Berry 29 August 2008

This is a beautifull poem. I enjoyed reading it.

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David Champion 23 August 2008

Such portals of magic are only visible to those who can see their beauty... this is lovely...

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