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ShannonM
Member

since 2001-07-28

Posts 104
Drifitng

0 posted 2001-08-03 09:09 PM

Night's shadows fold softly
In the forest glade
A gentle, loving darkness
Palpable, caressing,
Charged with entities
That bring our dreams
Alive;
Enchantments,
Raptures and dances
As the owls and deer
And wolves look on;
A frosty coating on
The grass, crunching
Underfoot; breath
Plumed in the
Autumn air;
Sprinkled
With shimmering
Faerie dust,
That love may bloom
In the flames
Burning joyfully,
Smoky tendrils
Streaming
To the
Starry sky...

rwood
Member Elite

since 2000-02-29

Posts 3793
Tennessee

1 posted 2001-08-03 09:19 PM

Beautiful write. Very nicely done. The imagery excellent.
Sincerely,
Regina

athena4
Senior Member

since 2000-12-10

Posts 622

2 posted 2001-08-03 09:30 PM

Shannon,
Exquisitely penned. I felt as if I was there....
Elise

jwesley
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-04-30

Posts 7563
Spring, Texas

3 posted 2001-08-03 09:36 PM

Me Too! Felt right there...let's hear it for Fairy dust and magic and love...great write.

jwesley

Samia
Junior Member

since 2001-07-28

Posts 47
Earth of corse!

4 posted 2001-08-03 11:23 PM

Wow! I really love this! I love the way it feels and the way it folds out. The way you write really is magic.

-Samia

ShannonM
Member

since 2001-07-28

Posts 104
Drifitng

5 posted 2001-08-04 11:06 PM

rwood, athena4, jwesley, and samia, thank you for reading and posting.

Yes, let's hear it for faerie dust and magic and love...all of us need some of this at some point...I think.

ShannonM

MARK V SHELDON
Member Elite

since 2001-06-21

Posts 3015
In a corporeal internship...

6 posted 2001-08-06 08:02 PM

...like the cover to a beautifully painted Christmas card, depicting that log house in the distance, with fireplace light through the window, and glitter sprinkled around the card to pull you in to the atmosphere... This is of what your poem reminded me...

"When you tell the Truth, you never have to remember what you just said."
--Del Casher

paladin

Senior Member

since 2001-08-05

Posts 930
Pensacola,Fl.

7 posted 2001-08-06 08:51 PM

When we grow up the little child in us that beleives in fairies goes to sleep.When we get old the little child awakes.I whispers to us come to the bottom of the garden and watch the fairies dance.

paladin

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