Perhaps

Petticoats

 

Perhaps if petticoats were pearls

And thoughts were stars with chocolate swirls,

Moments wrapped in petalled lace,

Where tear-drop diamonds hold in place

Bright fairy-wands, of age-old make

Fair magic-wrought, for magic’s sake –

Then I could keep you here with me,

Shut out the worst catastrophe,

Bind our hearts with fairy glue

So I could always be with you.

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Thanksgiving Table

Alien form,

ancient pool

where ancient drops

form fairy stool,

a table laid

with magic food,

for fairy sprite

and all her brood.

The Portal

There’s a way through the wet that will whisk you to dreams

Where Narnian kingdoms are just what they seem,

And elf-sprites and fairies more real than your skin

Cavort there, and frolic along with their kin;

The door only opens but once in 10 years,

And many will miss it in their short careers;

So when you hear hinges to ports in the sky

Hold on to the magic, lest it pass you by…