I sat in my cottage with the candle burning low
the hillocks were lively with a faint eerie glow
Just after sunset, but before the moonrise
The Dryads all came on backs of butterflies
The Sea pixies and Selkies from the deep lochs they came
Baring their breasts with not a wee bit of shame
Tiny tables were set upon mushroom caps
With spiced saffron and willow tree sap
There was sweet frosted pies with flaky honey crust
Decorated lovely with a sparkle like dust
The site that I saw was charming and mystic
I just got to witness my first faerie picnic!
Awe! It's home!! ;)
Awe! It's home!! ;)
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This doesn't have a title, I wrote after a trip to Scotland:
verdant knoll moss green
ghostlike hush; a fairy mound
I smirk, this is home
Sweet little haiku!
Sweet little haiku!
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