The Fairy Queen
As wind I touch your apple blossom hair,
and falling petals meet the rising scent of dew.
Your wings of spider’s thread quiver and relax,
and lilac hands outstretched caress the watching air.
As rain I fall soft and light onto your skin,
we feel the grass warm and damp between our toes;
bluebells exude the richness of the earth,
and buds open their hearts and cry ‘begin’.
As sun I draw the sparkle from your eyes,
blue, all-seeing, and silent like the sky;
quick songbirds cross your path with rising chords,
and lambs look up to watch your gentle dance.
You wait beneath the aching chestnut tree;
his dappled shade stroking your snowdrop arms.
The river runs and cools your blushing brow,
and fairy maids arrive to offer fruit.
It’s spring across the whole of your domain;
creatures awake and humans call their names.
You pull my soul and those of all my friends;
you say our time is now – it’s come again.
This is a little twee and romantic, but I guess it’s something to do with the weather, or the fairies. Submitted to Thursday Poets’ Rally.
It’s VERY romantic and sweet and lyrical and poignant and my favourite are the last four lines!
I agree the ending is really really nice. Happy Rally
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I utterly adore the third stanza. Beautiful imagery throughout, but that one is really amazing.
This is so romantic, whimsical, and happy! I feel good just from reading it. 🙂
spring cross the whole domain, wow.
love the imagery.
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very beautiful poetry, some fabulous images throughout. 🙂 I liked it. thanks for sharing!
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Wow. Loved it. I truly felt inside of a fairy tale. Somehow your words described perfectly how love feels.
My fav. part was when you talk about the rain and the sun, I read those lines lke 4 times 😉
Thanks Lu Ann, I’m glad I got you into the fairy tale. I feel ever so slightly guilty about writing poems like this sometimes because I guess the fashion/spirit of the times is for more real world/gritty work, but in the end I like it (so there!) and sometimes it helps to believe in fairy tales. At this time of year, and with some people I know, too, it is not so hard to feel this way.
“As sun I draw the sparkle from your eyes,
blue, all-seeing, and silent like the sky”……….so romantic, beautifully written
lovely ,soft and lyrical.Love the apple blossom hair, aching chestnut trees, bluebells, songbirds,snow drop arms …all so beautiful. Thanks for your comments at my place too.
so sweet and lovely 🙂
very beautiful image sketched!
Lovely way to celebrate spring.. 🙂
Thank you for your sweet comment at my site.
this is just divine. you painted the entire scene in front of eyes.
thanks for sharing this marvelous poem.
Oh yes, a little “twee and romantic,” but some fabulous opening lines. I love the bit about apple blossom hair. Thanks for sharing this one–and for your feedback on my rally entry. I wondered if anyone would find my raincoat man sympathetic, or if he would just feel like a stereotypical villain.
Maybe I have an element of the stereotypical villain within me?!
This is beautifully whimsical. I love the way it makes me want to escape into the woods with dew between my toes. Wonderfully written! Cheers 🙂
I like your imagery! One can really visualize the the scene. I especially like the fantasy aspect.
I really like this poem. The imagery is fantastic and it’s a beautiful piece of poetry.
I love every line of this poem.
I was floored by the first line itself, followed by flimsy spider thread wings – whoa, how flimsy can those wings be.
Lilac hands and snowdrop arms are really fresh expressions.
When I read the line: As sun I draw the sparkle from your eyes – I jumped a heartbeat there.
Can I steal a little bit of your poetic talent? I am amazed by this poem, and very moved.