Poem -
fairy trees
be there places
where fine toadstools grow
and black shell beetles make
their mounds
where fireflies dance all through
the night
neath ancient trees and out of
sight
where emerald stalks in shadow
grow
and acorns from gnarled bark fall
free
and lay me here, if such place be
a'neath a hidden fairy tree
M ~
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Comments
Hello Marion,
I absolutely love this, I fell right into fairy land, great imageryΒ
brilliantly done
Lorna xx
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Thankyou ...it's easy for me to write about fairies cos my little granddaughter is a self elected Fairy Queen...she made me a fairy too...a minion fairy...far below herself...which means I can only collect the flowers but am too far down the pecking order to cast the spells...sadly..π xx
I often wish there was such magic in this world. excellent write!
There is...believe...thanks Lisa x
I do believe I believe and would be lieing, if I was to deny not mind having a laying down session there nearby too .. this, like your good self is a little cracker x
Ha ha...your first couple of lines sounded just like the gingerbread man in Shrek lol...my favourite kid films. I always had a secret urge to marry him... but he's green and hangs out in swamps...shame. I was trying to write something pretty and magical for a change but strangely the death theme found its way in there...again...
shame that. π Thanks Nev X