Ode To the Fairy
Fairy kings, dryads
in the labyrinths of nightfall
fill children’s heads with dread.
They walk hushed, their pockets full of bread
Bewitched these children bring
elusive, unthinkable thoughts,
of wings that flitter in aqua tints,
perch a silver instant on nodding fronds
tumble into violet, dew- drop flowers.
Spirits of the blue air,
fragments of a baby’s first laugh
travel to us over centuries of sky
in a boat of glass
On rainbow wings that flutter
among flowered garlands,
sparkle in waterfalls,
shimmer in twisted vedigris woods.
haunting moonlit narratives. Awaken
imagination in ethereal meadow-pinks
Arise from lakes on a pure white horse.
Hide their gold in blossoms of gorse
Reign over deep earth, intervolve,
spells from midnight 'til the cock’s first crow.
Glorious gladness and frivolity.
In the shadowed hours of indigo,
dance in a secret ring.
Spin star shine into fairy dust and sing
nature’s magic.
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2013
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