Open Poetry #14 |
A Fair Folk |
Lisa Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 88Lunenburg,VT USA |
As small as a thimble Or as big as me She’s one of the Fair folk Living ‘neath the oak tree She can change in a blink Her color of size Why she can even change The shape of her eyes A beautiful young lady Or an ugly old hag In fine ‘raiment Or dressed in old rags As adults we forget That she’s even there But the wee ones remember Each night in their prayers For she’s Magic and Sunlight She shimmers and glows After all she’s immortal She’s a Faerie you know. Lisa ‘98 |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Fair folk indeed. gentle story..and enjoyable read |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
I feel like I've dropped into Ireland and taried along a path of childhood, someone's childhood for I've never been off this continent, save for a week in Hawaii. |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Does she know my leprechaun? Well done and an enjoyable read. |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
Charming read! Thank you for sharing! |
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