Any more than the moons aglow…

By Mark Heathcote

Tue, 17 Jul 2012
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There are fairies in the light
In that glowing bulb so bright
Resin trunks - amber lockets
Wound-around a ring of spirits.

Who goes there… in the wilderness?
Shaking snow, laden with deftness.
Is she an angel—I don’t know?
Any more than the moons aglow…

Who goes there… in the shadows?
Winking, when all I do is frown.
Oh there’s a seraph in moonlight.
Owl-wing-flutters drown my soul tonight…

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Comments

Submitted by bonzo on
The first stanza of this took me right back to childhood and a favourite story about fairies who lived in a tree in a park. I know the poem is not about fairies as such but it is magical - the title particularly so. I also really liked 'shaking snow, laden wth deftness.' Enjoyed the read.

Submitted by Mark Heathcote on
Thanks for this comment bonzo it’s much appreciated I’m glad you liked it and the title. :)

Mark Heathcote

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Nice poem Mark. Love the first stanza especially.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Mark Heathcote on
Thanks P.T :)

Mark Heathcote

Submitted by jolono on
Mark, for me it was the last stanza and especially the last line! Really good!