Fuchsia Fairy
A poem
Violet, purple, velvet blooms, in beautiful, ruffling folds,
Encircled with delicate, small red petals, and stood on tippy toes,
Though still in the day,
In the twilight night,
The fairy ballerina breaks
Her statuesque silence,
The stillness gone,
She dances free
On the wind she floats,
Till morning comes,
Then she…
Must come to rest upon the bough,
And stillness resumes,
In silence she sits.
A flash of colour amid the green.
The life of this fairy is but short lived,
only a few short weeks, until the flower will fall
taking with it this fairy’s wings.
Yet, while the fuscia fairy is wingless now,
She lives.. and roams the ground,
Tending to gardens, and injured animals,
She looks after them all.
The guardian of the garden,
seeks rest in abandoned bird houses.
There she lives, unclothed and cold
till spring comes again,
bringing ruffled dresses anew.
So she can dance and float, be free.
This little fushcia fairy thee.
Li Carter is a writer, artist and crafter. She lives in South Wales, UK, with her family, and five rescue dogs. She’s on Twitter @rbcreativeli , Facebook: Rainbow Butterfly Creative, and Instagram @rainbowbutterflycreative and is the author of My Only True Friend: The Beginning. She is currently working on a new series titled The QuickSilver Chronicles. She is the original Rainbow Butterfly, and wants to fill an ever darkening world with a little bit of beauty and creativity.
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