Can't Put the Pen Down

just as if I was in my write mind…

Faerie Nest


Some flowers attract humming birds
and others attract bees
and some attract the airy butterflies.
I’d like to plant a flower bed,
not for aught of these,
but to attract the faeries fluttering by.

What flowers would a faerie like
and would they even grow here?
I’ve searched all my garden books in vain.
But if I were a faerie I’d
prefer the wild pink roses
to peonies all draggled in the rain.

I’d have a cloak of pussy willow,
a dress of coralroot,
and slippers from the wild blue columbine.
I’d not need imported blooms
to make a happy home
a thimbleberry bush would be just fine.

So keep your bees and butterflies
and keep your humming birds.
They’re lovely, but I’m off upon a quest
to find a faerie garden hidden
deep within the woods
and see a faerie’s wild flower nest.

 

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2 thoughts on “Faerie Nest

  1. Oh, such a lovely poem. That first stanza definitely hits home for me.

    • Thank you for your kind words, Rigel, I hope you come back again soon. I visited your blog and it looks like you have a very interesting and ambitious creation happening there!

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