Fae's Morning Song
by Katharine L Sparrow
Friday, July 22, 2011
Rated "G" by the Author.
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At the edge of town
lies a wooded grove
where tree branches shade
a fern covered cove.
And in amongst
the leafy green,
there dwell the faes,
so seldom seen.
If silent you creep
as morning light breaks
you might spot a fae
the moment she wakes.
From underneath
ferns wet with dew
she may emerge,
not seeing you.
Cascading dew drops,
a showering splash,
bathe the wee fae
in a blue-green flash.
Shimmering light
plays on her wings,
spread in the sun
to dry as she sings.
Her voice like a bell,
a tinkling wind chime,
that floats on a breeze
and jingles through time.
Listen to hear
sweet song of the fae,
then quietly turn
and slip soft away.
© Katharine L. Sparrow
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
7/23/2011 |
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Ah, this is magical and wonderful, Katharine. Wonderfully presented. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Paul Judges |
7/23/2011 |
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| A very well structured poem, Katharine |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
7/22/2011 |
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A moment of magic, Katharine,
an occasion of celebration
delicately wrought...and that soft landing
just right.
John |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
7/22/2011 |
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Pure poetry that should find a home in any child's book. I liked it so it must be the kid in me.
George |
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| Reviewed by Susan Bergeron |
7/22/2011 |
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| lovely and refreshing |
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