Through wild woods,
Parting shimmering drapes,
Greeted by a fanning of tiny hands
Seated next to dryads wrapped in cosy ruby capes.
Swirling dervlas swish folksy skirts,
Weaving dreamily through silver birches.
Crystals wink as the fairy choir sings in the wings,
Waiting for woodland girl to emerge, her gown tinged with whispers
of pearly tears.
Trailing across silvery skies, a carriage pulled by white doves glides…
The audience sighs!
Queen of the forest has arrived!
The poetry of your words almost outrun the beauty of your photos. So well done!
Thank you for your encouragement. Sometimes I wonder if I should post the poem without the photos which inspired the poem. It’s always a difficult choice.
WOW!! such fabulous photo’s among a merriment of words within your poem.. Beautifully written xx
Thanks Sue. I love a festival! I love to peep tgrough the trees looking at shadows and shapes. I love the gentle falling of leaves. The hedgehog in our garden has hibernated now and the birds are eating more food. Deep winter’s on its way. HugsXx
Yes we are keeping the feeders topped up every day now.. And we are now seeing more birds 🙂 xxx
They are lovely to watch. They seem to watch us too! 🙂 xxx
Stunning!
Thanks Jessica. 🙂
just lovely!!!
Thank you. 🙂
I know I had been following you but I see your blog got dropped. So I refollowed. I LOVE this post and your images are so soft and fairy like. Just beautiful! ❤
Thank you for your lovely comments Amy Rose. I wasn’t aware it was dropped. I wonder why? You’ve found me again…welcome. I hope you enjoy my blog. 🙂
Very Very Beautiful 🙂
Thank you. 🙂 I love magic of woodlands. 🙂