COME WITH ME IN THE NIGHT

"Come with me," said the arctic fox to his silvery corvidae friend,"Let us wander 'neath the tundra moon and watch the snow descend.Together we can haunt the night, as lonely as two ghosts,leaving no trace as we pass, with shadows of morose."

"Come with me," said the silver crow to his ghostly vulpine friend,"Let us wander where the trees have gone and into clouds ascend.Together we can hunt the night, you kill and I shall reap,and all shall fear to hear our song call in the twilight sleep."


Thursday, April 5, 2012

The Tale of Hip and Hop

There were two fairies Hip and Hop who lived inside a drum
And they were both so very small, no bigger than your thumb.
They wore two tiny feathered caps and little pointed shoes
And their favorite thing to do all day was sit andsing the blues.

And one day they were doing thus and talking of their woes,
How each of them would like to find a set of brand new clothes.
The feathers in their caps were always drooping toward the grownd
And the points upon their pointed shoes were dragging in the sand.

“Why don’t we both go into town?” said Hip to his friend Hop
“I’m sure that we could find something inside one of the shops.”
And so they travelled very far and finally got to town
But everything that they could find was simply colored brown.

“This will not do at all my friend,” said Hop to his friend Hip,
“I’d rather wear our old clothes, I don’t mind a little drip.”
And so they travelled home again but ever after this
They wore their drooping feathers with a modicurm of bliss.

The Tale of Lenny and Lanna

Lenny the fairy loved Lanna, the beautiful princess of sprites
But unfortunatly,
Their love could not be,
For their families were often in fights.

So Lenny the fairy decided, one day on a whim to fly by
And snatch Lanna Sprite
From her window by night
And take her to the forest nearby.

But Lanna the sprite loved not Lenny, she loved the fey prince in his stead.
So, unfortunatly
Lenny’s love could not be,
His heart broke and he was soon dead

Then Lenny turned into a flower, the most beautiful one in the land,
With a stem full of thorns
To make everything torn
And to prick those who’d pick in the hand

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

If I Could

To fly among the "coulds" up high
"If I could I would" says I
But since you can't you never will
"But if I could I would" says still
But just because you could and would
it doesn't always mean you should
"But since I can't we'll never see
how all those 'if I coulds' would be"

To Fly

To fly among the clouds up high
I sometimes wonder why can't I?
I could take part in such a thing
and flit about with feathered wings.
But gravity can seem so strong
and building wings might take too long.
Alas, I shall not leave the earth
for more than a few hours worth
to ride inside a metal can
not really flying, still just human