If you were coming in the Fall,
I’d brush the Summer by
With half a smile, and half a spurn,
As Housewives do, a Fly.

If I could see you in a year,
I’d wind the months in balls —
And put them each in separate Drawers,
For fear the numbers fuse —

If only Centuries, delayed,
I’d count them on my Hand,
Subtracting, till my fingers dropped
Into Van Dieman’s Land.

If certain, when this life was out —
That yours and mine, should be
I’d toss it yonder, like a Rind,
And take Eternity —

But, now, uncertain of the length
Of this, that is between,
It goads me, like the Goblin Bee —
That will not state — its sting.

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The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants —
At Evening, it is not —
At Morning, in a Truffled Hut
It stop upon a Spot

As if it tarried always
And yet its whole Career
Is shorter than a Snake’s Delay
And fleeter than a Tare —

‘Tis Vegetation’s Juggler —
The Germ of Alibi —
Doth like a Bubble antedate
And like a Bubble, hie —

I feel as if the Grass was pleased
To have it intermit —
This surreptitious scion
Of Summer’s circumspect.

Had Nature any supple Face
Or could she one contemn —
Had Nature an Apostate —
That Mushroom — it is Him!

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It really isn’t that easy
To ride a Bumble Bee
It is difficult to keep your seat
Without falling off you see

They are like a buzzing bronco
And ever minute your in danger
They vibrate and wobble as they fly –
I hang on just like a Texas Ranger

Any other transport
Would be better I’m sure by far
If it were only practical
I would rather go by car

But cars can’t crossover gardens
Or weave in and out the flowers
I’d just get caught up in the traffic
And the journey would take hours

So I really have no option
But to risk a broken neck
I grip tight with clenched fists and knees
And pray I don’t hit the deck

It is not easy being a Bee Fairy
Any day I could end up dead
You can’t imagine just how great it feels
To get back home to bed

I’m the Angel of the worlds forgotten folk
People that have slipped between the cracks
Those that think they are destined for destruction
And that there’s no hope of turning back

Its my job to show them an alternative
To pour enlightenment on their doom
To wake them from their nightmare
And bounce sunbeams around their room

I explain why life can be quite wonderful
Regardless of their misery or their plight
I inspire them with possible solutions
For I am the Angel that sets things right

If your curious about what I look like
I’m traditionally angelic like a Dresden doll
But appearances are not important
When your dealing with someone’s soul

But I’ve the ability to change my appearance
So you never see me come and go
I could be your next-door neighbour
Or perhaps a Robin in the snow

My magic has no boundaries
And my manifestation has no set form
I just come to Earth to fix people up
As the Angel of the Forgotten and Forlorn

So if you are feeling down and out
And it seems the worlds unfair
Take a careful look at those around
For undoubtedly I’m there

The sound of silent hoof beats
Comes thundering across my sky
As the invisible image of Pegasus
Speedily gallops by

Unseen and unheard by mortals
But nevertheless he is there
Prancing for all the God’s to see
His beauty beyond compare

Of course mortals like me can see him
But we have to close our eyes
And imagine with the purest hearts
Then he’ll come racing through our skies

Yes – It’s easy for me as a poet
For my mind is full of dreams
And sometimes I even ride him
Because my fantasies reach extremes

I pity those whose existence is mundane
Without fantasy and fairies in their lives
Missing out on so much joy
Plus the happiness that’s derived

They see poetry just as typed out words
And are not able to cavort amongst their dreams
For them there is no Pegasus – Just monotony
And a life of endless screams

Toads Confidence Boosting

Who is the Ultimate Fairy King -God is
Fairies are no more extinct than -God is
Fairies are no more invisible than -God is
Who is Toad’s best friend – God is

Fairies are just as essential as – God is
Fairies are just as misunderstood as – God is
Fairies are just as indispensable as – God is
Who is Toad’s best friend – God is

What is the Fairies secret weapon – God is
Who is always the ultimate winner – God is
Who is the benefactor of Toads help – God is
Who is Toad’s best friend – God is
(repeat the last line of each stanza ten
times )

On a pure crystal star –
A trillion light years away
Magical creatures are assembling
To have their say. . . .

It seems that within living memory
They faded from the Earth –
Now they want to return
To re-establish their worth

For without them the Earth Planet
Just cannot survive –
So they feel returning is essential
Hence they have begun to contrive

Their plan is to re-establish
The magic balance that’s been lost
So an urgent offensive is vital –
No matter the cost

Currently they’re debating recruitment
With exciting new features
With their propaganda including
Some popular Earth story creatures

So canonization of new creatures
Like Toad, Ratty, and Mole
Is quite likely to happen
And they will take on a new role

But as you know Mr Toad is impatient
And he hates to wait long
So whilst the conference was debating
He has composed a Toad marching song

Once the conference has reached
Its final conclusion
The Phoenix will rise
And it will not be an illusion

Likewise all magical creatures
Will assemble and fall into line
And some will fly to Earth direct
Whilst others will race back in time

For to re-establish their magic
They will use all the tricks in the book
So some will go back to the past
And take a fresh look

They will wipe out all memories
Of those that don’t believe
As it’s just for their own good
And is not meant to harm or deceive

And a new Fairy Kingdom
Will be fresh in all children’s heads
Newly consecrated fairies like Alice and Snow White
Will take turns to visit the children in bed

And the old pitiful Earth Planet
Will re-bloom and take on new cheer
For the world will be so happy
Once the Fairies are back here

The Unicorn sat in his unified world
Below him all God’s heavens twirled

He was monitoring the thoughts of those in his charge
Diverting any evil dreams at large

His mental powers were like a shield
Diverting any nightmares that were afield

Ensuring children slept in gentle peace
And all their nocturnal agitation cease

He is the original dream catcher of aeons past
But he too is worrying – will his powers last

As fairies and goblins fade away
Will Unicorns also disappear one day

As sure as the sun throws earth the moon’s silhouette
How can Santa Claus and Fairies come under threat

When mortals know that the heavens – are beyond comprehension
How can they reject magic and put fairyland into contention

The Unicorn is aware few children now believe what their mothers say
And that most family values are challenged and begin to fray

But how can the world exist without a fairy realm
Surly just mortal reality alone will overwhelm

And as traditions and values are flouted and put to the test
Children will eventually be full of anguish – and over stressed

But to change inevitable development is not a Unicorn’s responsibility
He is aware it is not his vocation and is far beyond his ability

Yes – one day just like the fairies he may fade away . . .
And re-emerge in fairy heaven to live out his days

For there is a mystical paradise where magic is unimpeded
And its full of fellow unicorns and fairy friends – all no longer needed