Mid-summer Madrigal

Poetic-blooming Prompt day 3: a mid-summer night's dream or anything mid-summer. Because of the prompt I attempted adding a Shakespearean twist to this poem...

Thy kinship captures hearts; since Time began

Thou lavishest thy art on earthy span

And ravishest the dreamer with desire

A rose can set the soul of Her afire

Thy rooming-house of flowers none can tame

Or build a wall about thy sky-wide frame

Nay, free to one and all thy citadel

Of star-strewn hill and rill, and wild-bloom fell

Of shoreline tinged with lime and gentian-blue

Of garden fringed with pearl of midnight dew

Of wayward wind-in-willow-harp nocturne

That rouses sparks where echo-embers burn

Of cup that runneth over with a tide

That primes the blush of clover and young bride

Of fledgling falt’ring on the highest limb

Where wanderlust will get the best of him

…where poet-dreamer-lover intertwine

‘Til none can tell the flower from the vine

© Janet Martin