Wednesday, March 05, 2014

It's the Fairy Queen Out Of Sight In Pale Pink Satin

it's the Fairy Queen out of sight in pale pink satin
you want to catch a glimpse of through the trees.
and the harp glissandos, and you almost

think you can:

digging for deeper rose
near your castle of sand.

you want to see the pearl

of her custom-made slippers that shines that shines
on the underside of dreams and you almost
think you can- but then it's just

things in this summer's sunlight

butterfly gilded, wounding sheen
too near at hand so you drink your orangeade.

oh why won't she glide (you know she can)

on a glittering river that winds and winds
through a cherry bright landscape 
laddered down below-

plainly you saw from a backyard windowed tree-

last Saturday-
the fairy petaled snows

mary angela douglas 5 march 2014

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