ah, to be a cook for fairies
what a task indeed,
for when the wee folk come a calling
it’s specifics you will need::
like a dewdrop touched by moonlight
gathered in a buttercup,
which then holds a pink sun rising
splashed with rose when high noon’s up
or gold fish ripples in a petal
that prunella must to you gift,
into this a squirt of birch sap
stirred by dragonfly wings that lift
merry are the fair folk circles,
merry and filled with delight,
yet their intake’s most deliberate
could be why they hide from sight
to those who have the eyes to see them:
’tis told not to taste the fairy food
when it’s fairy teas you’re brewing
lest it enchant you and your brood
This is absolutely fairylike beauty. Mind if I post up and share.
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by the pond, the eyes are something else to gaze into::like falling out of time. incredibly this picture is just about life size,
any more and it would be “larger than life”!! and sure, post and share 🙂
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