FAERIE HAIKU
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Counting on fingers,
Haiku of faerie clingers…
Mysteries of rings!
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Born light and breezy,
Imagined flights are easy…
Your mind’s fantasy!
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Naked sprites or clothed,
Their existence we have owed…
To ancients who told!
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–Jonathan Caswell
WHERE ARE ALL THE FAERIES GONE?
Where have all the faeries gone,
Do they have a place…
In this cruel world of woe
Will wings tickle my face?
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Haven’t seen them in so long,
It is a crushing blow…
Are they there but I don’t see–
Does anybody know?
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Thought I saw one yesterday,
It faded from my view…
In its place a willow tree–
There are less of them, too!
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Fantasy and mythic creatures,
Will-O-Wisps and nymphs…
Steal away and in their place
Are drug dealers and pimps.
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How can I get back the view
Of innocence and fantasy…
Dreamlands fade away from adults,
Sailing their restless sea!
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Child’s eyes see, but I have none–
No child to rear and hold–
Only those blessed that way
Escape into childhood…retold.
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For the rest of us, a moment’s flash
Reliving that former time…
Until adulthood reasserts
Maturity of a kind.
–Jonathan Caswell
(Bing image: http://mirsiniscreations.blogspot/)
FINDING FAERIES
(possible tune: traditional Jewish…Where Will the Wedding–Wedding Will Be?)
Finding summer faeries..
Where are they?
Under the flowers
To help them sway!
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Where are the faeries
When turned loose…
Whom do you think
Will tickle the goose?
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How will the faeries
Stay alive…
In the hearts of children
They will thrive!
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Where will the faeries
At end of summer go…
Replaced by faeries
That like the snow!!!!
–Jonathan Caswell
(Bing images)
FAERIES A-DANCING!
Faerie breezes turn round and round,
Lifting higher from the ground…
Very few see
Where they might be,
Just knowing they’re there is sound!
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Watch…as branches start to move,
In gentle time to sprightly faun hooves…
Faeries and fauns
Prance across lawns,
Wearing seasonal grooves!
–Jonathan Caswell
WATER FAERIES WINTER UNDER
Where do water faeries go,
When weather turns cold with snow…
They find it nice
Underneath the ice,
Until springs thaw returns water flow.
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I’m sure everybody has seen
Open water in winter that steams…
Water faeries will dance
In sudden romance,
While sunlight keeps the opening ice-clean.
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All that one could wish,
Is to sleep with the turtles and fish…
Til the springtime warms
The heart of swarms
Of faeries and flies feverish.
–Jonathan Caswell
Ice Fairy, from Bing images (see the open water?)
(MSN Images)
CHRISTMAS FAERIES
Although well-intentioned,
Faeries are seldom mentioned…
In Christmas lore,
Were they, before,
Christians started intervention?
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A winter solstice concluded,
Were they consulted by the Druids?
To fertilize frozen
Land and folks chosen
To produce bumper crops when denuded?
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The chance to be erotic is there
Inside, away from cold air…
But most today
Will get away
With a colored drawing fair.
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It must have been a fright
To lose more and more sunlight…
With excited queries
Unto the faeries,
“Would this year turn out all right?”
–Jonathan Caswell
(GOOGLE)
SNOW FAERIE
The woods are quiet,
Frost kisses the nose…
From deep within
A conviction grows,
That something or someone
Inhabits the woods…
Softly observing
But misunderstood,
The animals quietly do their own thing
We imagine the glow
Of a faerie ring.
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Not surprising, we man-poets,
Form our own view…
Of how faeries look
Ethereal too,
We paint them to look
Like our favorite lass…
Like if a lover
Had a looking glass,
Or some fancy of
A gentleman’s scheme…
Imagination
That is only a dream.
—Jonathan Caswell
(Google)
By the Mighty Mumford 