Magic Mushrooms.

Home to fairy folk and kin.
Secret meetings held within.
Fairy’s flying far and near,
are seen by children sweet and dear.

Fairylings are born at night
under Luna’s silvery light
and fully grown at break of day,
with ethereal wings they fly away.

Emerging in twilight’s evening gloom
from their enchanted home,
the majestic mushroom.

Reviews

[Soren]

I had always heard that magic mushrooms were used to get high but such a fanciful picture is presented here. So nicely presented in fanciful form, delicately worded it dances with the mind and takes me back to my childhood. A super inked poem of fantasy in an alternate world. Lovely Marie.