A ponderance of mixed rhyme scheme.


Within

Within, without, the gremlins shout
and all the wood is trampled, done.
But wait! The fairies dance about
and gently rise in morning sun.

Do see them shimmer in the light
and watch them kill the gremlin blight.
The glen is safe from evil, spinning
as fey folk triumph, battle winning.




Poetry by Lavender Blue
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Written on 2010-02-09 at 07:47

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Achernar
ah, most excellent, indeed! a fine write concerning the fay folk and their ilk, short but most ably and well done... I loved it!!
2010-02-09