Where the Faeries Live
Where faeries flit among the greenery,
building castles within the scenery;
inspiration captures the poet’s mind,
spills faerie dust in the artist’s eye.
Sweet are the elysian miracles;
listen for tiny voices lyrical.
Fantasies bewitch the open mind,
of the imaginative humankind.
Beauteous are the tiny fey,
small elementals at work and play.
In strange homes they do abide,
these souls do flow with the tides.
Daren’t tread upon the sacred ground
where precious marvels can be found.
4-21-2021
Your best sonnet this year so far Poetry Contest
John Hamilton
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2021
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