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Fairfield by the Sea
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Fairfield by the Sea |
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X Angel Senior Member
since 1999-11-07
Posts 1521Oregon 
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questing sun-fingers illuminate agate gems that lay scattered casually upon the sandy shore little boy voices carried by the sea breezes lofting and wavering with the wind's force rise higher still upon a treasure find "Mummy, Mummy come quick!" and she comes, one hand on her wide-brim hat the other clutching a woven straw bag the Child-Knight Treasure Trove guarded ferociously by Mother-Warrior extending forth the Jewel Chest, she smiles hand still taming her flyaway hat wind nipping at her tangled, sunkissed tresses tugging at her dress to alternately reveal and secret her lithe, youthful beauty and she the Treasure-Guardian, ceases not her duty for to be the Keeper of the Agate Trove is a fine duty indeed, bestowed only on the Most Loved by her Child-Knight sons, in a ceremonious decree after much Treasure seeking, they stop to rest in the dune's lee away from the incessant sea winds, away from the ocean's roar knelt there with her Child-Knight Benefactors the Fair Maid brings forth the Royal Supper complete with a Trifle for the hungry Treasure Seekers with much giggling and counting of their Jewels the young Knights soon deem the day over and offer to escort the Lady Fair to her Hill-Top Castle for but a warm scone and a cup of milk tea pulling her escorts close, arm over each small shoulder Lady Fair walks slowly back up the sand trail to the tiny beach cottage they had leased for the long summer and settles in for another peaceful evening at Fairfield by the Sea "Our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything." --William Shakespeare |
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Colin Senior Member
since 1999-06-05
Posts 596Callington, Cornwall, England |
Wow Heather, you just keep on writing these beauties! This is amazing. Oops, that sounds like empty flattery I know, but it's true. You paint such a vivid picture here. Sounds like those two little knights had a whole lot of fun out questing with their Mother-Warrior  *hugs* Eric. "We are the music makers and we are the makers of dreams." - Willy Wonka. |
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X Angel Senior Member
since 1999-11-07
Posts 1521Oregon |
Well Eric, I have had this vision forever floating around in my head about Agate Seekers....and I thought the whole make-believe aspect of this would be fun and true..I have played many times like that with my boys I'm so glad you enjoyed this...twas lots of fun to write. ~Heather |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
THIS IS GORGEOUS TO READ!! such perfect and beautiful imagery creative and imaginative work... love that first line ...was hooked right then superb storytelling take care, jm |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
XAngel~ This is precious ... I can see how you'd have such fun writing it. ADORABLE ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Dawn Eclipse Senior Member
since 2000-01-31
Posts 637The Horsehead Nebula |
Wow! I really enjoyed this piece! A great story within your poem.  "Even a fool knows you can't touch the stars, but it doesn't stop a wise man from trying." Harry Anderson, "Night Court" *Cassandra Roseen* |
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