The wood-sprite in the hammock of his tree
The rules are you must use the line, as is, for the first AND last line in your write, this prompt was created from this picture...
OURS IS ...
The wood-sprite in the hammock of his tree
is counting all the stars that he can see
as the moon drifts through the dark stratosphere
granting him a wonderous atmosphere
The blinking gems glisten in the pale light
adding a lovely cadence to the night
so here he sits, happy as he can be
the wood-sprite in the hammock of his tree
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
ENJOY
JL&B
Lovely JL. Soft and dreamy.
ReplyDeleteHere is mine:
The wood-sprite in the hammock of his tree
Will dream a dream of how things used to be
Back in the days of no technology
When elves and fairies gambolled merrily.
Back before science tightened its hard hold,
Back when fairies tales were so often told,
Far back to the days when there were knights bold
And every rainbows end sheltered its gold.
He dreams of dancing in a fairy ring,
Of hearing the gay dryads softly sing,
While overhead the phoenix light would bring
While soaring through the sky on flaming wing.
Yes, he dreams now of how things used to be,
The wood-sprite in the hammock of his tree.
I want to be a wood-sprite! Lovely!
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