Pandora's February Challenge, The Gate - A Sonnet Options

[Larry]

The Gate

Though some discerning eyes perhaps would see
fair woodland track where wayward feet had led;
I, realizing in my reverie,
had trodden where pale rainbows might have wed.

Chimerical in mien, its sparkling hues
regaled the eyes through lavender’s embrace
from blooms piled on the path. They covered shoes
and footprints left behind without a trace.

Wisteria had crowned each ancient tree
and gifted them with robes, now shimmering
in errant sunbeams; golden panoply
was heralding the pageantry of Spring

but elderly, I comprehend my fate.
The path I’d found led to a pearly gate.

Words used: discerning, wayward, trodden, chimerical, sparkling, lavender, shimmering, spring, elderly

[Larry]

Hi Lori,

Thank You very much for your praise and obvious enjoyment. Thanks also for putting the picture at the top of the poem. I tried four or five times to link to the picture you had posted in the challenge but was unable to do so.

It was difficult to get all nine words in the poem with "elderly" being the most difficult because, even though I'm nearly 70, I do not feel elderly at all and hope I don't find myself striding up the path to the pearly gate any time soon.

Larry