Midnight Sylphs


Prince Arthur and the Fairy Queen.

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You hear them singing in the tallest trees
hidden from eyes, deep in the greenery.
Slinking shadows watching us – as they please.

At night they dance in satin finery
round a solemn circle of fire and stone.
Hidden from eyes, deep in the greenery.

Its best not to be caught, out on your own,
as they sway by starlight in the birch grove
round a solemn circle of fire and stone.

Wild rhythms will lure you to their alcove
of honeyed secrets, and forbidden dreams,
as they sway by starlight in the birch grove.

They will wash you gently in forest streams
softly whispering spell-binding stories
of honeyed secrets, and forbidden dreams.

Revealing madness along with glories.
You hear them singing in the tallest trees
softly whispering spell-binding stories.
Slinking shadows – watching us as they please.

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16 responses to “Midnight Sylphs

  1. you’re doubly inspired today :)

  2. I like both of these poems. I’m not choosing a favorite. So there.

    • I have learned never ever argue with Weebles. Weebles wobble but they don’t fall down. And never be contrary with a Madame – that is just asking for payback.
      So I am glad you enjoyed both – and thank you for your kind words.

  3. Such smooth rhythm.. This one is more slippery than the dessert :)

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