a sword at rest found among the garden
—
“i believe in everything until it’s disproved.
so i believe in fairies, the myths, dragons.
it all exists, even if it’s in your mind.
who’s to say that dreams and nightmares
aren’t as real as the here and now?”
― john lennon
fairies wintering
—
“Frost grows on the window glass,
forming whorl patterns of lovely translucent geometry.
Breathe on the glass, and you give frost more ammunition.
Now it can build castles and cities and whole ice continents with your breath’s vapor.
In a few blinks you can almost see the winter fairies moving in . . .
But first, you hear the crackle of their wings.”
― vera nazarian, the perpetual calendar of inspiration
how lucky that a local fairy
stopped by our classroom
to visit our fairy house
she must have heard….
—
“it is frightfully difficult to know much about the fairies,
and almost the only thing for certain
is that there are fairies wherever there are children.”
-j.m. barrie – peter pan in kensington gardens
the scene at the fairy house
located at a local store that is closing soon.
looks like it may have been hard on everyone.
—
“any man can lose his hat in a fairy-wind.”
Irish Saying
—
at the bead gallery, ann arbor, mi, usa
after spending weeks
immersed in the world of fairy and folk tales
the fairy tea party
with magic apple tea, served in tiny teacups
and
fairy bread with sprinkles, unicorn cookies,
giant strawberries, and sparkly cupcakes
all served on real china
waits
ready to be discovered
by the kinder fairy -folk
upon their return from the tower.
—
“fairies glitter my heart with giggles.”
~Terri Guillemets
long after new years eve has passed
with their village nearly covered
in a frozen white blanket
the fairies leave behind signs
of a magnificent celebration.
—
“the fairies break their dances and leave the printed lawn.”
~a.e. housman
’twas fairy day at the artisan’s market
and soon they came around
lots of them of ev’ry kind
and treasures to be found.
“the fairy poet takes a sheet o f moonbeam, silver white;
his ink is dew from daisies sweet,
his pen a point of light.
~joyce kilmer
see the mermaid bathing in her pool, as fairies scamper through the woods. -jack horne -- *still walking the 150 parks, into the b parks on the list now more beautiful discoveries every day shot above taken in bird hills park, ann arbor
peaches: “your writing is beautiful. may i read it?”
grandie v: “it’s written in magic fairy language, peaches, so i’ll have to read it to you. it says: fairies, mermaids, and unicorns are magical.”
peaches: “we’re both so lucky that you know magic fairy language.”
—
”if i fall asleep with a pen in my hand, don’t remove it
— i might be writing in my dreams.
-terri guillemetsqe
I didn't have my glasses on.... 