Thief of dreams,
rambler in blizzard white,
shadow on virgin snow,
Old Man Winter,
tell a tale this cold night
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Light as Air
Used by Permission of Resa at Artgowns.com
Princesses dance,
light as air,
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Winter Harvest Ball
Winter red thorns,
Hardened by ice
And sharpened twice
Into needles,
Holes bored through by
Friendly beetles.
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Virtuous Verbena
I have another magical picture and poem from Lavender Moon Girl, sharing glorious images and magnificent minutiae. 🙂
Vivacious,
Elegantly elfin like
Sugar pink posies,
Fancy for fairy
Princesses palaces.
Fragrant, finespun,
Flavour of marzipan;
Magnificent minutiae
Of nature’s manuscript.
Moonlight’s Revenge
Friendly Fairy Tales is delighted to offer fairy tales by and for kids!!
Here is the first, a terrific tale by K.H., Age 9
Moonlight’s Revenge
“Get out!” shouted King Dusk as he banned shape-shifters from his kingdom. Shapeshifters not only can shift into another form of any size or shape, but they can control the weather as well. King Dusk was frightened of the shapeshifters, and wanted them to be as far away from his new baby daughter as possible.
That day in the Land of the Lights, two children were born on the same second of the same minute of the same hour. The first was named Princess Sunlight, daughter of King Dusk. The other, Prince Moonlight, heir to the throne of the shapeshifters, was orphaned when his mother succumbed to a fever right after he was born.
Prince Columbine
Prince Columbine hung his head like the flower he was named for. His father, King Pine, wanted him to become a judge in the court, but Prince Columbine never had the right words. His sister, Princess Starflower, could talk rings around him.
“I would give anything to sit in the court like you do,” she said, failing to understand how he could be sad about it, her golden hair falling in petals around her glowing face. “If you had just told Farmer Wednesday that you would check the records and get back to her about the boundary marker, all would have gone well. Why did you have to tell her that a foot one way or the other doesn’t matter? Of course it matters to her.”
“Well, when you put it like that, I get it. She was so angry. It just didn’t seem that important.”
The princess huffed and gave up on him. “Ugh, if I see one more bleeding cut, I’m going to throw up!” she insisted.
“Why don’t we switch for a day?” Prince Columbine had always enjoyed assisting the healer when he had the chance. He knew his father would disapprove, but he did not think he would be angry. “Let’s tell the healers and ministers we have father’s approval, and then hope he’s busy all day. Then he won’t notice! He has plans to tour the castle walls with his architects.”
“I love the idea!” And so they switched.
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