Poem Three: Sunward Climber

Sunward Climber

Hidden in Lake Erie
Weak and weary
A glitter pixie who sings
Shakes her crinkle wings
And says;

‘Down by the willow, deep like a pillow,
Children cry for chivalry, oh so blissfully,
And wait.”

Pretty pixie was once a girly-wurly
With no help in her flurry –
Dust shimmers
As she looks to the sun’s cinder
And says;

‘Oh little child, rise and fly
Away from your battle cry,
You, sweetling, have a magic in you –
Snares, spells and love affairs.
It all waits. ’

Pixie giggles, icy breath escapes
As she thinks of people’s amorphous shapes,
Sunward she climbs,
With rosemary and thyme,
Away from civilians,
To a world of vermillion.

– Jennifer O’Connor

All Rights Reserved – Jennifer O’Connor

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