A Strange Gift

pin.it/w4a5xiexgrhhcu What you like one day is a whimsical fleeting fantasy of mind, often coming from the pure joy an image brings. It creates a story perhaps or a poem. How happy to find over months-even years-this small Joy trickles alone bringing inspiration or dreams or happiness to dozens of others. I wish I knew…

The Sprites of Spring

The Sprites of Spring Call upon unearthly eyes, childhood rhymes and fields of poppies Like swaying dancers, jubilant for sun. Hark, Ye noble spirits of Spring Dwelling deep beneath February’s doleful ending.   Hold fast, Ye prodigal children of belief, see the Fairies of the Wind for Rustling, stretching, with giggles of naughty joy, The…

Valentine Wish…

Oh, my love-my one without many romantic boxes-let the wood nymphs, the fairies, the good white witches and all cupids gather around you! Let them cast all their magic dust, pollen, leaves and spel… Source: Valentine Wish…