Night of Faeries

An ongoing work in progress.

Evening falls across the heather
And the stars come out to dance.
The faerie folk come to life
And fill the night with their lyrical chants.

The mists on the moors swirl and caper about,
Taking rock and tree to embrace.
The faerie folk make merry and dance about
'Neath the silver of the moon's face.

Copyright 2011, William M. Winegar

This poem is a work in progress.

Reviews

[Caleb Pendleton]

Though I can say there are a view poetic things that I disagree with, I feel this poem is extremely solid. While I'm not sure there's actually a point, the imagery itself is quite enjoyable. If we made a museum of words-as-art, this would be one of the main attractions. What it lacks in purpose it makes up in beauty.

[Peter Coakley]

Sounds like a great place to live.

[E.V. Black]

Oh my goddess, absolutely lovely. Definitely needs more. :3

[almaraye]

Beautiful added Mike ~~

[?]

Oh what a beautiful morning sunrise. And the evening stars and moon are more beauftiful. What a wonderful picture you have painted.
Love the imagery

[Kat Collins]

The twinkling stars their canopy bed, dancing and flitting to their heart's content. The fireflies of the night, flashing to and fro, their lyrical notes sighs among dreamer's lips. I love the delightful scene you portray!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I like what you have added.........:)

[Judy Ponceby]

Lovely imagery. Beautiful flow to your words as well.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

With the vivid imagery and feelings of pure hear....this poem was a joy to read.
It left me hungry for more story...but ended in just the right place.

[∂αʌ<..]

waiting impatiently for more...this is one very interesting piece!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Intriguing piece. Very cool. Feels like a story that circulate among the Druids and Celts long ago.