Wanderlust and Faerie' Duste'

Wanderlust and Faerie' Duste'

A Story by anne p. murray- LadeeAnne
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A whimsical little poem for children written with a bit of the wee touch of Olde' English spelling

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*Once upon a time in the magikal' land of faeries'...*

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Buried deep in the forests of Ireland

     There’s a mysterious magik' called faerie' duste'

Hidden in the greenery oh so grande'

      It flows thru' gentle winds amongst billowing gusts

 

 Faeries' spread their magik' while children slumber

     Flying thru' the nite' with light from a gilded moon

 Soaring quietly thru' air in tiny numbers

      Like glittering fireflies in the month of June 

 Carefully hidden along hallowed grounde'

      Watch very carefully you might catch a glimpse

 Of tiny faerie villages buried in magik' groundes'

     Nymphs with Gossamer wings and small footprints 

Magik' faerie' duste' makes a musical tinkling sound

    T hey tip-toe silently thru the wooded greene'

Taking a pinch of faerie' dust and sprinkling it around

     If you listen carefully you can hear them sing

 

Be watchful as you walk thru the forest's wooded glen

    A tiny impish faerie' might sprinkle you with duste'...

                 And become your very best friend

                                   Then...

                 You'll live happily everafter

                       There's never an end

                               Because...

**Everything there is to be seen…is hidden in the heart of majik' **

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                Blowing Faerie' Duste' Your Way                  

        fairy dust picture, copyright Mary S Schulte

 

            

 

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Poems by LadeeAnne ~Anne P Murray  C/R/@ 2011

A ~ 'Pas De Duex' of Rhythm and Visions ~

© 2011 anne p. murray- LadeeAnne


Author's Note

anne p. murray- LadeeAnne
Everything there is to be seen is hidden in the heart of magik

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What a delightful, joyful and colorful and amazing poem. Absolutely drew me in to the 'wonderland of faerie folk. Excellent work!

Posted 8 Years Ago


My grandchildren will love this Anne. The granddaughter loves fairies. I love the saying in your author's note.

Posted 8 Years Ago


really cool write!
coming from ireland i am very familiar with it!

Posted 9 Years Ago


I absolutely must read this to my four year old sister, who LOVES Tinker Bell and fairies... This was beautiful! I loved the old English you put into i, and it flowed beautifully!!! It was wonderful!

Posted 9 Years Ago


So wonderful and fantastical. Absolutely adored this poem!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Whimsical fairy land you took me too.
Light as a feather is my heart after these fairy dust words of wonder.

Posted 9 Years Ago



My father is a Leprechaun, my mother is a Pixie, and I love this poem:o)
Namaste, Ladee Anne,
Bridgid

Posted 9 Years Ago


a beautful and truly magical poem, ann. wonderfully written :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Simply magical! Love this!

Posted 9 Years Ago


beutiful magical wonderful

Posted 9 Years Ago



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