Faerie Cottages – How to Build New Ones
Faerie Cottages
Tiny squealing, angry voices I heard,
Came from my new neighbor’s yard just next door,
Ran over to see if what I had feared,
Were the neighborhood faeries in uproar.
In the midst of her quite old flower bed
Stood my neighbor in a frozen, stunned hold,
Faeries were buzzing all around her head,
I had never seen these faeries so bold.
I don’t understand, she said, what they say.
I listened carefully to find out why
They were so upset on this lovely sunny day.
Faerie cottages crushed I heard them cry.
I felt their fear, oh dear, oh this is so sad,
Sure she did not mean to, she is new here.
We will build a new abode like you had,
We must gather supplies, so stay right here.
Please do guide my friend out of the garden
I will be back with a useful item,
Some clay to shape and fire to harden
Into some cottages, you will like them.
In my wagon I gathered so many things,
Clay we needed, several garden tools
Tiny baskets, buttons all sizes, strings
To glue and tie tables and many stools.
We worked hard all the day long having fun,
Pegs glued in button holes made tables, chairs,
As cottages were drying in the sun,
We wove rugs from grass, glued domino stairs.
Baskets became beds with blankets so soft
Made from fabric scraps of bright calico,
Cotton ball pillows, for all beds aloft
So much like old comforts from long ago.
Cottages dried, we painted them brightly
Then put them inside my kiln which was fired,
Sturdy cottages to shelter nightly,
So beautiful, but oh we were tired.
Before nightfall the village was restored,
We had a big party with the faeries,
Oh so much fun that no one could be bored,
We had some peach tea, sweet cakes and berries.
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© 2017 Phyllis Doyle Burns
I have always liked to write.It is important to me that writing comes from my heart and soul. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions.
I began writing content online in 2007, starting with BellaOnline - A Voice For Women, where I was the Native American Editor, Folklore & Mythology Editor, and the Appalachian Editor. I also wrote articles forThe Examiner, Daily Two Cents, and Yahoo. I am currently an author on HubPages.
Most of what I write takes a lot of research and I love it. Even if it is a fictional story, I will research for accuracy in whatever it takes to make my characters, their era, their location, etc. become realistic to the reader.
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Lovely fantasy I’d love to experience, Phyllis, if only the fae would be so forward. Very sweet and evoking some lovely imagery.
So glad you like it, Tony. I just had to go into dream mode and have some fun! I appreciate your comment, thank you. Take care.