Poison Fairies

She waltzed amongst the roses,

Tiptoed upon the thorns

wrapped herself in petals,

Avoiding skin like nettles.


He was poison ivy,

Prickly like holly,

Poison berry kisses,

Cupid's arrow misses.


They wandered through the gardens

Creeping ivy binds them.

United by deadly nightshade,

Their home a fairy glade. 


Babies fed with seed pods,

Rosary pea and caster seed.

Little-ones wrapped in laurel leaves,

Mistletoe wishes make believe. 




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Robert Mann

Sat 17th Jun 2017 23:48

Louise - personally I think the first and last stanzas need re-editing to tidy this one up. Nice idea though.

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