A tiny soiree



Blooming, like a beauty of a rose, in dusk's display.
I watch, as these beings gathered in a tiny soiree.


A princess smiled, at me, with a serene face,

as they met, in this wonderland of pure grace.
together, their essence, rises to embrace the earth,
to nature and the universe, their power, does give birth.


Behold! The fairies magic, of this moon-lit night.
Of weaving life, within the beams, of a starry light.


Dressed in petals, full of love and golden sun,
they breathe love into dreams, one by one.

Beneath the stars, beyond the midnight hour,

a fairy rests peacefully, in the lap, of a flower,

to awake, with a greeting for the rising dawn,
as the sunshine, shall bring forth, daily brawn.
Playing music, softly, swaying in the breeze,
keepers of the song, of the flowers and trees.


As the sun ends his daily tour, of creation,
the moon shines, upon the fairies congregation.


Blooming, like a beauty of a rose, in dusk's display,
a magical beauty. As they gather in a tiny soiree,
casting love upon nature, the magic of the night.

Dreams and wishes, in a beam of the moon light.


© Kristy Holtum, All rights reserved



Poetry by Shadows
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Written on 2007-03-04 at 21:44

Tags Fantasy  Fairies 

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