The Moated Grange

[poliphilo]

The Moated Grange

A rowboat moored among lily pads,
Stone with the whorl of ammonites in it,
Brickwork crusted with yellow lichen,
Moss with the gloss of green, green velvet,
Sun at the level of August evenings.
All my friends were there.

Everything else quite finished,
Everything else put by and done with,
Everything else a just a dream to be smiled at.
All my friends were there.

Comments

[jenny_evergreen]

Fantastic.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

[scathedobsidian.livejournal.com]

In my haste, I read "grange" as "garage". While I love the piece as it was intended to be read, "garage" lent a certain charm, too.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Given how garages round here have a habit of mysteriously bursting into flames overnight, surrounding them with moats could be a really good idea.