Poetry Friday and Fairies

JUNE FAIRIES

June Fairies full of Sprite,
never ever full of fright.

Summer solstice very near,
spinning magic that’s sincere.

Heavy skies fade away,
when the fairies come and play.

Catch their view if you can,
fireflies flicker out their plan.

Beeelieeeve in fairy dust,
Plant some dreams–heartfelt trust.

© 2017 Michelle Kogan

It’s June, and I’m lost in my flowers who offer me momentary respite and calm from the world around us. In that light, here’s another Fairy poem, The Best Game the Fairies Play, by Rose Fyleman who I recently discovered via the Poetry Foundation. She wrote plays, poetry and stories for children, studied opera, and also was a teacher. You can read the rest of her poem and more about her at the Poetry Foundation

THE BEST GAME THE FAIRIES PLAY

BY ROSE FYLEMAN

The best game the fairies play,

    The best game of all,

Is sliding down steeples—

    (You know they’re very tall).

You fly to the weathercock,

    And when you hear it crow,

You fold your wings and clutch your things

    And then let go!

Poetry Friday is being hosted by Mary Lee Hahn and she’s offering up a game of Checkers. Stop by her blog, A Year of Reading,  for the Poetry Friday Roundup.