How could I not write about the fox after reading Sue Vincent’s post last night, “Foxed.” Her words held the promise of magic I could not resist. 417 more words
3 weeks, 2 days
Broad, Aspiring Kingdom; long Shaken,
Streaming with Translucent Love,
Kiss my Dreaming mind and Waken
All things Magical from Your Heights Above.
As I stare in the Sullen Twilight… 100 more words
3 weeks, 6 days
Behind the Oak tree
Where None Can See
Live the Pixies,
One, Two Three.
You Cannot See Them
They Hide until Night,
Then They Emerge… 83 more words