An Autumn Quick Whipped up Faery Catchup.

A bit of fun with pen and ink,

The faeries come and stop to drink

From thoughts that fly from them to me

From me to them the thoughts fly free

As autumn comes accross the land

The sun has now a gentler hand

The light is soft, the sky is low

The faeries fly up to my window.

And if I see or if I am blind

Matters not to them for they don't mind

The things of earth that plod like me

For they are of light and must fly free

Its just enough for me to quietly gaze

On lighted coulour in sunset haze

The moon is full the days are hot...
faeries gather.

The sky is blue the clouds are gone...


No one knows where they come from.


In autumn mild and forest wild the faeries laugh with human child.

A Faerie catchup...

High in heaven amongst the stars - a guardian angel counts the costs of all our thoughts...
and guards the babies awaiting birth...
She sees the soul and knows the need and sends to earth the baby seed...for each of us is given what we need to grow...





















Before we're born its this we know -
we're wise and bright and precious lights -
from stars to earth we take the flight








And where we land in whose arms we sleep -
the love begins from ages past or not.
for some is lost and much they weep
for some is found, in peace they sleep.



















Two we held in arms so long
Have grown and flown with hearts so strong.
This time around we all got it right,
So two shine now in loving light








As the years pass by we hear the Angel's call , we let the earthly body fall, to fly again amongst starry light, wise and bright and precious lights

A Faery wand that crosses the sea, from ages past
has now been found by me and mine at last at last.

Made of gold from in the Earth, and precious jewels of sacred worth
From hand to hand and time to time...



I hold the wand for now tis mine.

Tis mine to hold and hold up high... and guard the shore and guard the sky.

And when I am done, my life no more...the wand will pass on and on to more and more



They gather now with eyes that shine and see and care.. for what is one wand held in my hand
becomes a host and holds the land.

And here they are in light of sun...the same today as when begun...











With eyes so pure and hearts a flame... their eyes are light and and soul's are game...

















And now the father of all the clan stares into eyes where he began...

















Eyes that grew and joined the stars...eyes that shone and looked so far.

A day of tears and hard to face the town

...not far from howling at the moon...
but music heard and sunset seen. these faeries came and eased the gloom...
How they know just when to come...and when they know to move along...
without their help; their light and laughter...
I think the nights would pull me under.

As summer comes through Spring...

the trees are fully laden with Mulberries...the roses bloom and the Rainbow Lorikeets are outside my door chatting and chortling as they eat their fill of sweetness from the trees...its a good time - a time Don loved...and he is inside my head a lot right now

Many years ago the family was - in sunlight and sunrise and in moonlight so the family did grow...

The years did amount and who knows that count ...

the children grew and before we knew ... were gone and flown...but in this time we all have grown.

Though the father faery has gone to whatever waits for us all...the joy of the family has not begun to pall...we are all here with love in our heart...and NO " they never ever can tear us apart"

In time the two - male and female become the one
In light of moon,
in haze of sky...
these faeries ask not what nor ask not why...
it is just what and it is just how...
the faeries male and female,
are one right now

Not all faeries are pretty and not all are wise - some look like me and you - but short and shimmering in the light of day...

Dark Sky Faeries

Last night was cool and sweet and dark. Under the Southern Cross, nothing stirred but a soft perfume laden air - Spring is here.

At times like this and skies bejewelled with midnight blue and diamond points of light all glimmering in all colours of the rainbow...
the dark sky faeries can be seen...but only with the eyes half shut and dropping all expectation of what should be there, seeing what is there - and once seen never forgotten.

My daughter faeries two

From days long gone the days of youth,
these two are ours and are our truth.
The light that shines from out their eyes,
is pure as pure and holds no lies.

Women now, girls no longer,
my love for them grows stronger.
And should my life end this day...no need to worry they know the way. the way of light the way of truth..lessons learned under our roof.
The way of kindness the way of fun...I am amazed at what we have begun.

Two daughter faeries have my heart... and having that no need to part

As winter runs away my days...
my eyes recall the faeries gaze...
nor frost nor snow nor blizzard's sting can keep the faeries from Springing's sing.










Nor...gusty winds and air with chill...
the Spring it brings the faeries will




And in the hours before dawn begins...the faeries gather with gilded wings.











The days do warm the flowers bloom....and faerie faces fill my room...I am blessed and know I am...my faerie faces again began

And Spring is near...the sun returns. With the sun the faeries dance...
in morning's light they will entrance

















from Forrest wild and climates mild...the faeries come man woman and child.










Their faces turned unto the sun...we will go where they come from

Around the corner

Around the corner a flash of green...













liquid tears and a hat so red, I couldn't believe my eyes.

Laughter flowed along a ripple of air so light and cool, I couldn't believe my ears.

On my tongue a taste of spring so clean and fresh I couldn't believe my tongue.

A smell drifted up my nose, so sweet and so full of memory I could not believe my nose.

The touch so light upon my skin of little fingers and lips so slight so I couldn't believe what I felt on my skin.


And there they were for just the flash, so there, so totally there, and gone as fast...as always

The times at night when thoughts take flight
...and tears do come..
my mind holds close to the softness of my family warm and laughing...
and now so scattered.

And how to be now he is gone...and my heart is so alone.
"I love you big four up in the stars and the sky" said he to our daughter when she asked him aged four, how much he loved her, thirty years ago... and still we write the words in his memory in letters and cards...

And here they are...

In tree branches and flowery beds,

on moonlight beams they rest their heads...

Spring is near and wintry winds and chill

is blessed by a faery's will.































The sun returns and so the flowers,

the days are balmy as are the hours.

In light of grass in light of day...

the time has come for faeries' play.

Their light is bright as are their eyes,

their hearts are pure they tell no lies.

And when they dance and when they smile

my world stands still a little while.