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Purple Dreams in Other Realms Continued For Contest
Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see
dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace,
she shone like the midnight sun;
I must confess, she looked rather whimsical
sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore !
“Oh my, oh my!”
“A fairy with real wings who can fly!”
I cried out loud
“Why yes I am and yes I can,”
The fairy said rather proud
Her wings fluttered and fell blooms and dust
The gold and lilac made me think
“Catch and keep her, I must!”
As I cupped my hands around her
I felt a strange tingle
The air around turned a purple blur
And the fairy laughed with a jingle
Before I knew where I was
I hit the ground with a thump
The soil was topped with a lavender fuzz
I looked to see the fiendish fairy on a stump
How can something so beautiful
Be so mischievous
Before I could question, on my shirt she pulled
As we walked I felt rather nervous
“What is this place,”
“What did I do to deserve this?”
I scrambled to say
She halted her wings of lace
Then turned to me with a grin to reply
“This is my realm”
“You tried to catch me but I caught you!”
Just then we started to fly
We flew to a huge purple elm
Then inside, the sap stuck to me like glue
I felt myself become smaller and smaller
And the fairy seemed taller and taller
There I was in a tiny birdcage
All because of my greed
I sat there for the rest of time without age
In the purple realm, in the little birdcage
I would dream and dream
My life before I met the sprite
The one the keeps me locked away in spite
Copyright ©
Erin Murphy
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