A Faerie's Tale (take 2)A Poem by Sharon KimA faerie's quest told in rhymeA Faerie’s Tale ‘neath
the willow on the bank ‘mid the soil, dark and dank Lies a dwelling small in size Hidden from most human eyes. Under reeds and pickerelweeds Where the light of day recedes In a toadstool, hollowed out A wee faerie sits about. Gossamer wings and flaxen hair A skirt of leaves, she does wear Sewn so neatly round her waist. Bodice, up her back, is laced. Gently set upon her head Is a crown of flowers, red. Slippers made from birch’s bark Skin as pale as night is dark Green eyes shine in candle’s light Mischief glitters, gleaming bright Light repast of berries ate Blows out candle; through the gate Flutters wings and takes to flight Flitting, floating, impish sprite With her rests the faerie’s hope For freedom from the troll king’s yoke Faerie’s safety she’ll secure With the treasures she procures Far and wide, she’ll have to search. Spots a bird upon its perch Hears the magpie as it sings Tales of glittering, shining things. So she listens as she waits To the story he relates “O’er the meadow’s grassy sea Cross the land of fern and tree High atop the craggy peak Lies the treasure that you seek. “In a cave on mountain’s side There a goblin, he does hide Hoard of gold and silver too Careful be, lest he trap you “Tiny faerie shall you be To an adequate degree Into stew that he shall make A goblin’s hunger he shall sate. “Wait until the sun is high Sleeping goblin, sneak on by Round the body on the floor Grab some gold, then out the door.” Journey safely back, my friend.” The magpie’s song drew to an end. In a bag wrapped round her waist A small offering was encased Debt, by golden thimble, paid For information he relayed Grasped in beak, he took flight Circled once, then out of sight. Nodding once, then nodding twice Back to toadstool in a thrice Packing fruit and bits of bread For the journey’s path ahead Magic satchel fits it all Space to hold what suits the call Flint and candle, length of twine, Knife and water, blanket, fine. Under cover of the night Tiny faerie hides from sight As she sneaks out, from her house Quiet, quiet, like a mouse Stealing softly up the tree Hoping for a glimpse to see Trusted friend to share this quest ‘till its end, she shall not rest Whistling softly like a bird Faerie’s signal call is heard Answered by a firefly. This adventure’s time is nigh “Friend firefly, douse thy light, For you shine it much too bright Silently, go forth, we must In my planning, you must trust.” Troll King’s henchmen lie in wait, As their hearts are filled with hate For all things good and light They shall turn the day to night Force them to use good for bad Twist their magic, make them sad Harvest all their fairy dust Use for matters most unjust © 2014 Sharon KimAuthor's Note
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