The waves rush to the shore back and forth for more and more refreshing pebbles foaming stones bits of old wood and fish bone vacant shells rushing out to sea to claim their lodger back for free a pier covered in seaweed bright green wood supporting the test of time as seen rushing, the tide rushing forever more back and forth to cleanse the shore
A perffume fills your world as you approach the wood A blanket of blue before your eyes drapes like no other could Bells bow their heads worshipping their space fairies like newly weds have huge smiles on their face Roots from giant trees guard their ground dappled light from the leaves bluebells are there to be found. Often they are white or sometimes pink amongst lavenders and lilacs making the blue think.
Santa thought he’d repair his damaged sleigh. He was exhaused on this special day the snow was thick and falling The reindeer understood he was calling At top speed he shot off into the sky and away.
He pleaded to stop until he was blue in the face Because the reindeer were in a competitive race Santa repeatedly hit the deck Now he’s a minute speck As he has shot off to outer space.
The bird was sobbing all for show tears meant worms bit of a blow but one must live The camera said cry he wanted to fly his feet kicked snow in a temper he wanted to stuff the camera somewhere else he'd had enough his chest was plump red as a rose he decided to dump the camera in ice it froze. he whistled he flew away what more can he say.
This little Christmas Fairy woke by the light of the silvery moon when the crystalised cobwebs started to defrost. When the snail's trail thawed on the snowy post. When the spider's legs snapped free of the lacy doiley hanging She brushed her tiny teeth with a thistle head using minty sap from the spearmint her face was washed with a damp petal carefully cleaning her cheeks and polishing her nose. Her hair was raked with a holly leaf and windswept when the wind blows. Her dress was a clover head plonked on her hair and Santa approved. He was in rather a jolly mood he needed help of course with boarding the sleigh being a bit stuffed with mince pies and the odd glass of stout. well say odd meaning several. He beckoned the Fairy to assist he remembered his list of toys for the girls and the boys and the parents and himself. A clank by his feet reminded him to give the deers their boost an old ginger biscuit did the trick Dancer was in fact sick of the very idea. He rather fancied cheese to fill his tum Rudoph preferred sherry the more he drank the more merry he did not know why he did try once leaving it off but he developed a cough so went back on it the sleigh reversed slamming into the gear called first it sped off into the milky way for half the **** day it got to its drop with an abrupt stop a scream and a shout the toys popped out and off they went again speeding down a lane no speed no gain led by a reindeer that was scary a Santa and a Christmas Fairy.