A Fairy

i jumped off the ledge eleven minutes to daybreak

before the kitchen smelled like scones and scars 

and the cherry-dipped sun bathed in fading moonlight

no whispers no shouting no voices in my head

when the world slept i felt the most alive

i fell weightless off my feet with heart in throat 

pink frosted lips blistered in the breeze

and adrenaline coursing in the stillness of letting go

it was the only thing that made me feel happy

the only time my wings came out

of pyrite luster they carried the stars on my back

bruised fragile time and grasped breath indisposed

danced as aroma of apple blossom currents 

branded incandescent watercolor on my soul

a feeling of uncertainty glaring through serenity

i was always meant to fly above this earth

my purpose felt in each caramel-dipped flutter

the sweetness trickling down like honey to my pinky toe

drawing out candid breaths in the silence

and renewed life buried under sweaty palms

still sometimes a forever moment only lasts a millisecond 

the sun rises and so do the people

the rooster crowed and i fell on barren ground 

cuts on my hands and dirt in my hair 

i walked into the house and sat down for breakfast 

Author's Note

This work is published on the Journal "Eternal Haunted Summer" 6/21/2022. https://eternalhauntedsummer.com/issues/summer-solstice-2022/a-fairy/

Reviews

[Jessey Valentine]

Nice images and use of the senses.

[John the Baptist]

Well, even fairies need to eat breakfast. Very nice imagery in this one.