Tea for Two
The sun-kissed horizon Glows in golden hue. E is for evening, Tea is for two. The chores of the day are over, And when you’re feeling blue, F is for friendship, Tea is for two. When the mood turns sour, When the heart feels bruised, S is for sweetness, Tea is for two. The wind […]
Yellow
Under a sky so hollow, As far as the heart could follow, Listening to babbler and swallow, She gleams in blinding yellow. Beneath moonlight mellow, Innocent, pretty, and callow, With toes in the wet earth shallow, Still, she gleams in yellow. ~Roshini ✨
Petits bateaux
Petits bateaux sur la mer au clair de lune, Ils dérivent sans but à la recherche de quelque chose, Suivant les étoiles dans le ciel sans fin, Rêvant, rêvant toute la nuit. D’où viennent les petits bateaux ? Où vont-ils ? Le souffle du monde et les yeux du ciel Les guident en sécurité, jour […]
Where go the cats?
When the sun shines like a ripe orange They disappear like morning dew I can’t find them anywhere If not all, at least a few I don’t see them on my rack Not under it, or on my bed Not in the shade of the flower pots Nor in the shadow of the garden shed […]
Flowers for Sun and Moon
Yellow blooms for the sun— Joyous, gleaming, bright, Sprinkling pollen in flight. Orange flowers for the sun— Happy and radiant smiles Under the vibrant skies. Red blossoms for the sun— Pulsing, powerful pride, Swaying in the wind’s stride. Only white flowers for the moon— Innocence, soft and sweet, Fragrance dances in the breeze.
Ball Gowns for Sale
Pretty dresses for your dream dance, For a fleeting night, don’t miss the chance. Finest silk from moonlight spun, Try yours now, the ball’s begun. Designed by the divine hand, Sewn with care for nights so grand. Slip them on, tell us the glitch, We’ll mend it softly with a single stitch. Feel the fabric, […]
To Skeptics and Commoners
Can you say for sure These are just rock violets and orchids, Holding nothing special Beneath their leaves, within their petals? Can you prove to me They did not bloom After the fae danced hand in hand All night beneath a full moon? Can you truly claim They haven’t seen and heard Far more than […]
The Summer King’s Helper
Are the strawberries ready yet? A nose twitched through the green The King of Summer waiting still To taste his garden’s gleam. I am the helper of Summer’s King, A loyal friend of fae. I watch your garden day and night, Through March, April, and May. If you see me sniffing here, Treat me with […]
La couleur des questions
Qu’est-ce qu’une rose orange ? Est-elle orange ou rose ? Qu’est-ce que le rose ? Est-ce une fleur ou une couleur ? Qu’est-ce que l’orange ? Est-ce une couleur ou un fruit ? Parlez-moi ! Je suis confus! 🤔 ~R✨
Incantation for the Literary and Wonder-struck (A lost page from a fae scholar’s journal)
Come gently, if you come not with thunder or blazing stars, but with pollen on your sleeves and the scent of pears in your scarf. Bring nothing but your words, your inkwell and a feather quill, your quiet joy in the way books smell and how sunlight scatters through a suncatcher. Let your eyes be […]