| MORE PIXIE POEMS |
| STORYTIME Follow me as I go on an enchanting mischief voyage bent. Take off running through the fields of daisies running on I went. Look for me curled up tight as can be in the sunspot a perfect fit. Soar through the forest to the place where the rivers split. I like to prance through the lemongrass in search of the perfect tree. Pixie's enchanted by the stars often wonder what it's like across the sea. You'll find me chasing butterflies reaching for them like a child. Flutter through the huddle of gnomes who looked up and smiled. I see the daze of purple mountain majesties spinning round n round. Taking off grazing the tops of trees refusing to look down to the ground. Climbing the tops of mountains just to see what's on the other side. Flowing through the white waters rapids soaring like a dream I glide. Then I come upon an enchanted domain. Where? I cannot tell. Sparkling rays of pixie dust within this wondrous fantasy I dwell. You can see the dragons taunt the unicorns once they take a flight. Land for all who wish to believe in the mystical creatures of the night. Feel a need to come along, light all my candles so shadows are just right. Then we'll prepare to take a journey, within our minds tonight. I can help you find the place, it is impossible to be shown You must know it is different for each, and each must find his own. |
| In need of a vacation I managed to make my way across the sea hoping for some water sprites to explain some things to me. Instead they held me under for as long as they could, held me under like they knew they should. Under water what an amazing world I saw. I glimpsed such beauty and color never seen by my eyes Since then I somehow find that beauty in every day things, it opened my eyes when I could not breathe. Time stands still for no human, while I sit here gazing out this windowsill. Remembering tropical beaches with the heat coming down and the sun way up in the sky. Exotic people and places filled all of my senses. Mostly my eyes, my ears, and nose. How I wish I could put these times in my pocket and pull them out whenever I wanted. I need to feel the sand between my toes and taste the salt in my hair as it whips around my head. Waves crushing in from the horizon with birds floating up and down along the ride of white tops. Sun shining down on all things below like children laughing in the sand and couples walking hand in hand. Foreign places and familiar things captivate my imagination, and gives me reason to wonder and believe. I AM IN DIRE NEED OF A VACATION!! |