Fair(l)y Sung

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Is it over?
(hill, dale, bush, brier,
park, pale?)

Have I wandered enough
of this moon? Is she milky
full and flooded, or sliced
clean through?

Has the Fairy Queen
sprinkled enough of her
freckles to this indigo sky?

Shall I
ponder this dew, or slip
anew back into my own coat,
many colored and ready
for the rain? Ay, me

the syllables of this pain
are enough
for one small
…………….day.

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Inspired by Shakespeare’s A Fairy Song, and prompted by mindlovemiserysmenagerie.

 

 

 

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9 Responses to Fair(l)y Sung

  1. mia says:

    I love the second stanza (the one about breastfeeding) … and the freckles on an indigo sky.

    The best thing about your poems is that I never know what kind of present I’m going to unwrap — just that I’ll definitely love it.

  2. Candy says:

    I think the bard would approve 🙂
    And I wholeheartedly agree with Mia. Your poems are gifts to unwrap slowly and savor with delight.

  3. DELL CLOVER says:

    I especially love the ending.

  4. I immediately started singing ‘over hill, over dale, we will hit the dusty trail…’ Thanks, thanks a lot ; )
    Love it de, from title to its painful end (does remind me of the scripture “Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.)

  5. Susan says:

    I believe the fairies –or at least Puck– scrambled enough lives on this one midsummer’s eve to call it a day. Fairies are not blameless, you know, though I would applaud and applaud to keep one alive. Feel better!

  6. I love how this does echo Will’s poem. And I sense this is about death and the pain one endures from that experience.

  7. What a wonderful poem you have written …. you have chosen your words so excellent … great. Shakespeare did you very well …. thanks for participating in the Fairy Tale prompt.

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