Where Faeries Find Us

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I remember how our souls met once.
I know the faeries smiled on us.

It grew past our curfew,
as we ran and played,
sang and laughed,
flowers blooming
inside my heart’s garden.
I know the faeries danced with us.

Friends for life, that’s what I thought
I guess my heart wanted more.
I know the faeries tried to warn me.

A weed in my garden,
for I was too greedy
and so afraid of my longing,
that in the late hour I ran away,
safely tucked inside my guilt.
And now I know that faeries weep.

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softsmilesoftsmileabout 13 years agoAuthor
thank you :)

I appreciate the feedback very much... helps me spread my writing wings!

1201, not a joke, however I DID go back to try and read my poem through a humorous lens, most amusing...thank you for that! *grin*

Your further critique is duly noted, and appreciated, as well.

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 13 years ago
because

you are involved, fatal error calling attention in bold to something that does not demand it. First two lines are dreadful. Can 'em. So what we have )avoiding the faeries, is S1 F; S2 C; S3 (in context) B; S4 A,

last stanza so good, and because 1,2,3 and 4, I know, I know, I know, and now I almost suspect a bit of a joke, 5 anyway

sandybsandybabout 13 years ago

I liked this...the emotion seems quite vivid and authentic

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