Fairy Imaginings by Miranda Farrand

Thought I would share a March inspired poem that I wrote a few years ago. Spring always seems to bring out the muse in me. Must be the whole rebirthing thing or something :)

"Fairy Imaginings"

Lying on my back on the grassy bank of a gurgling brook

My eyes gaze out at the clouds that float overhead

Setting my mind free to float on the current of a gentle breeze.

My fingers idly play with clover blossoms that abound

In wide swept abandon over the hills and dells.

Little scenes drift through my wondering mind

Drawing me into a fantasy realm

Of princesses on white horses, fairy lords, & clan chieftains

Bedecked in tartans of red and gold.

A time where rosy-cheeked maidens tended to flocks of woolly sheep

And children scampered through shamrock-carpeted glens

In search of the end of the rainbow

Harboring the wee Leprechaun's gold.

A land of yore carved out of centuries of woe

Brandished with courage as the tales unfold

Encouraged by a wee spot of ale on a cold Ireland morn.