oddly deformed into heart-shaped suitor’s rose bud As I wandered the windswept hills I chanced upon a timeworn redoubt Cloaked in a brooding bramble veil Clutching its secrets tightly within From behind whose dour shoulders Emanated a soft, mellifluous voice Like the expectancy of springtime But the walls were tall and barbed Engrailed with the cruelest thorns But the Orphean tones of the voice Compelled my captivated thoughts To see who was ensconced therein So, I fought past the wicked thorns And scaled the treacherous height And when I reached the top at last I gazed down into a secret garden Where you waited amid the flowers Smiling as if you had expected me atop the rock wall dripping with bog water the Frog Prince NOTE: Unitalicised text is the work of Edward Cates. Italicised text is the work of Anna Cates. About the authors:
The late Edward Dana Cates (2/23/69-11/12/23) was a disabled househusband and writer/poet from Seymour, Indiana. He attended George Fox University and served on Deviant Art’s literature committee, where he acquired many mutual fans and friends. The original versions of his poems are fully illustrated a viewable at his online gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/barosus/gallery. Dr. Anna Cates teaches writing, literature, and education online and has published a variety of books (poetry, fiction, and drama) through www.cyberwit.net, prolificpress.com, redmoonpress.com, and wipfandstock.com. Her full-length poetry collection, Love in the Time of Covid, won an Illumination Book Award. She resides in Wilmington, Ohio with her two cats.
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