A Wrought Iron Gate

A Wrought Iron Gate

A wrought iron gate
in the middle of a field –
No fence or tangled hedge,
no garden path or cottage,
just a gate, a wrought iron gate
in the middle of a field.

I walked around and wondered,
fingered the cool metal,
caressed the ornate curves of iron
and wondered –
wondered how a wrought iron gate
came to be in the middle of a field.

The sun appeared,
pushing aside the clouds
to shine upon the gate,
that wrought iron gate leading nowhere
and casting not a shadow
in the middle of the field.

Vi Jones
(c) April 19, 2005