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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 | Year Posted 2025

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