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Fairy Wings She sat among the tree tops, Silver moonlight on her face. Her skin bejeweled with diamond dew; her dress of spider lace.So fragile and so elegant her crown of babies breath entwined and glowing in her hair, she mourned the moonlights death.Once known to all then pushed aside upon adulthood's dawning, she sat in silence all alone and listened to echoes calling.Memories of simplicity rode in among the breeze as she watched their faces turn away for they no longer 'just believed'.So among the ample landscapes of growing up and childish dreams she carried the end of innocence on her forgotten fairy wings.

My Blog

Lost Song......

I had a song and i played it to the airA lonely song.....and 'tho it was loudIt bounced off silence...andTravelled for a timeSometimes fetteredSometimes free...Then it caught on a snag in the windAn e...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Jul 2009 17:07:00 GMT

Songsmith

Low whispering songsmith callsFrom deep within the watersTo the mossy covered rocksWhere sits some broody child...Whose face rests in my handYou must never be cast downYou are meant to be the strong o...
Posted by on Tue, 05 May 2009 18:23:00 GMT

An Unwelcome Guest

An Unwelcome GuestGrief...fresh-dug grief, shoveled out of cold unfeeling groundAn unexpected muse, is death...As deep and eloquent as loveTho' callous and cruelWith a cold, harsh rasping of the gateT...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 00:15:00 GMT

Elsie

ElsieThe tall graceful lady, steps back into the pastBold and determined, with her head held highDriven to make peace with those bittersweet echoesProwling thru the clutter of other folk's lives....To...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Feb 2009 11:16:00 GMT

For Samuel.......b&d...July 28, 1992

  i hear Small, silent footsteps Oft' times by my side and In empty echos of wind... Soughing endless thru the pines, or Murmurs lost in clouds The absent cry Of a stillborn babe Still calls to...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 17:55:00 GMT

Cedars

  Who are the old ones who linger on the edge of my consciousness The grey ones i feel but cannot quite see Is it a dream? i dreamed them as a child, too Sweet soft voices.....carried on breezes...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Jun 2008 11:38:00 GMT

Sharing Sunrise

Sharing Sunrise Yes child, you can sit in my lap til you're so big you crush me Just promise me you'll remember these things As you go through your days Don't just see things with your eyes Each day ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 18:56:00 GMT

I still believe.....

Dub and Sarah,      Thank you for giving me the very best Christmas tree 'EVER'.  It is the best ever because each ornament was placed by an innocent and loving hand and with...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Dec 2007 16:47:00 GMT

Yuletide Moon

Her poem is silence... Compelling and sacred, As low in the sky she lay, i wait in mute wonder With my pen poised to write But never a word did she say.......   Luminous and lovely, Silent and lo...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 21:54:00 GMT

Catch the Wind

As golden leaves The first of fall Flee before the front From the window above i watch the boy ride Aimless circles...like a grounded hawk As the gale blows stronger and stronger i smile with the...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 20:15:00 GMT