In Faerie Glade - John Bliven Morin 2010©Hawaii USA
Sun sinks quickly –
Red-yellow fellow –
Twilight spreads shade
Like a blanket,
Dotted and mottled,
In Faerie Glade.
Faeries on butterflies
Utter cries, flutter by,
On summer breeze,
Among the blossoms,
So easily, teasily,
Of apple trees.
Pixies on fireflies,
Dashing and flashing,
On summer air;
Wee lights in flight
Like flashing stars,
Everywhere
Gnomes riding frog-steeds,
Giddily on water-lillies,
Racing here and yond;
Dashing and splashing
From pad to pad,
Across the pond.
Moon goddess sends
Gentle beams, dreams,
While magick ones play;
Mortals sleep deeply, unaware,
Night features creatures
Immortal and fey.
Elven horns sounding!
Blowing, night’s going;
All creatures bade,
Time to go home again!
Hide where you abide,
In Faerie Glade!
Copyright (C) 2010 by John Bliven Morin