Fairies
As I lay down on the hills one night
amongst the puple heather,
starring at the stars above
shimmer as they glitter.
Polka dots of diamonds
mid the blackness of the sky,
tranquil moon on pedestal
like porcelain in the sky.
Woken from a dream like state
noises they surround me,
strangely yet familair song
swirling all about me.
A lullaby of long ago
sung over the years
angelic voices seem to echo
languish in my ears.
Did my eyes deseceive me?
Fairies on the ground
masquerad about me
smiling dancing round.
Pointed ears and silly beards
wings with silver lining
fearthers, leafs and other stuff
laying underneath them.
A promenade of emerald green
suddenly appearing
mesmeriseing, hypnotising
my eyes in disbeliveing.
All to soon the sun was rising
peeking head above horizon,
darkness fades to shades of grey
turning night time into day.
With each glow I see at night
Is it fairies party night?
I was searching for more entertainment... here you are... I always like the fairy themes. Keeps us young. I see Judith Blatherwick has already visited you. She is proficient at this sort of thing. I shall go see what else you have given us.
Really good poem and very nice to read. It's great when our imaginations run wild.
Did my eyes deseceive me? Fairies on the ground masquerad about me smiling dancing round. wonderful imagination...... simply marvelous dear poetess..... love this poem.. we poets and poetesses live in a world of imagination, there we find our consolation......... tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Starring at the stars above! ! Watching the ways of nature. Thanks for sharing.