I saw a foot,
In front of me,
I am sure.
Barefoot and small, or was it just the toes?
Did my mind complete the picture?
It was in front of my knee
As I sat
Cross legged in grass that prickles
And shadow leaves danced over my paper.
I looked up but there was no figure.
I stared around - trees, grass, houses, all swayed in summery breeze,
But no human presence.
Then, a comforting warmth
I make believe mystical beings surround me now,
And whose to say it's false?
They're in a circle, dancing, laughing
I am inside the fairy ring
A bee dances too,
Leading them
Then parts off; a jagged and lazy path homewards.
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 12:57 AM UTC
I saw a foot,
In front of me,
I am sure.
Barefoot and small, or was it just the toes?
Did my mind complete the picture?
It was in front of my knee
As I sat
Cross legged in grass that prickles
And shadow leaves danced over my paper.
I looked up but there was no figure.
I stared around - trees, grass, houses, all swayed in summery breeze,
But no human presence.
Then, a comforting warmth
I make believe mystical beings surround me now,
And whose to say it's false?
They're in a circle, dancing, laughing
I am inside the fairy ring
A bee dances too,
Leading them
Then parts off; a jagged and lazy path homewards.