Made by the faeries of Sligo,
Is she stealing me for her kind?
If she is I'd have no choice but to go,
I really wouldn't mind
My hand she takes, my heart awakes
Her aura and aurora -
unexplored they are
What parties are there?
Will she dance with me -
in the faerie way
And kiss in the ferns
In the moonlight
Till day.
Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 3:11 PM UTC
To understand each other is key
but I’ve realised not everything
Two people who also complement each other is a strange,
and magical thing when it happens
Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 7:26 PM UTC
Write to tried I
But poem a
Light no was there
Got I mixed up
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 6:14 AM UTC
The gentle space,
Fertile air,
Dappled light,
Some here,
Some there
Textured trunks,
Shiny leaves,
Hiding moths,
That soon
May be
Quiet sounds,
All around,
Pierced by calls,
Snapped twigs
And more
The scents, the smells,
The sweet bluebells,
That time is bliss,
You must not miss,
A wander in a wood
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 6:04 AM UTC