Fairy Joe’s Seduction

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Joe’s Seduction

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Innocently spoken

lips of faerie red.

Failure to answer

deliberately unsaid

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“Come On!

You want to play!

I see in your eyes

And OH,

By the way”

“At the end of the day

You’ve nothing to say?

We’ll see.

Yea?”

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“Come now

Sing and dance with me.

By the time night comes

We’ll use the key.”

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“The window thought closed

We’ll not use tonight

For as the sun sets

The door will shine bright.”

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“And, just as before

When the Moon was full

You danced by the light of the fire.

And your life…not dull.”

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“So come on Old Foe

I challenge you today

to come to the Forest

But, don’t forget to pray.”

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Now Joe’s eyes

faerie green-blue

Her hair of red waves fell

Her waist little too.

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Charming alluring daring

Joe seduced the weakening victim

O so sweet her voice

before Joe actually kicked-em.

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“I can’t, I won’t !

Now, GO JOE!

far from me!

Out! You Elphin mischief-maker!

There! The window!

Now, LET Me BE !”

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Pouty lips and bats of faerie lashes

A wink of Joe’s eyes

She extends her hand

“Come now, come nigh,

And do not say, good-bye.”

“My human friend

Please don’t cry.”

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Joe’s fingers crossed

After her word

“You know you want to come.”

Joe’s clever tenderness heard.

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Then their eyes met

Joes soul stronger by far

It reached out to point the way

To the forest

By declare.

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Weeping, sobbing and uttering,

“NO!,

For with you faerie

I SHALL NOT GO!.”

“You LIE, you CHEAT, You’ve NEVER TOLD the truth!

Away from me little demon!

For I a clever sleuth !”

“I found out your tricks

All slippery twists and turns.

You’ll not lead me to the forest

The fires there

Will not burn!”

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Blink blink. Smile smile.

Joe’s gestures summoned otherwise

Lies, cheats, twists and turns?

“You know how you loved it?

O, compromise!”

“Hey, for now,

Why don’t we play?

Remember the time

Remember the day?”

“You chased me,

And I chased you

Around and about

And away we flew.”

“And, I gave you wings

So you could fly.

You wore them one day

And flew sky-high.”

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Up and away

or top of the trees!

O, how you flew.

Then, crashed down on your knees.

You cried a little

Afraid to smash

But, I caught you.

Do you remember that?

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By day we flew

through tops of trees.

At night we danced,

Howled while burned the fire

With the breeze.

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The snow fell

white branches below

cold air on our faces

you didn’t say, no.

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Confessing your fears,

Don’t make me fly!

Saying, Damn you fairies!

But, we took you so high.

But, once on top of forest trees,

cold air blew

threw majestic hair.

Then, smiles over took you.

You’d no more cares.

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Remember Foe

The human flew

Above The Earth,

And, safely returned

To the fires hue.

Tasting faerie brew

Though freezing; made warm.

Tasting our food,

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Now, whats the harm?”

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So, come now,

God of the sky.

Let us dance, cheer and sing

And, please, don’t lie.

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For flying, your game fare

The faerie sort

A dare!

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So, stay if you must…

But, winter is coming

and near the first frost.

Kindling our fires

Don’t get lost.

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The invite is yours.

Extends the Faerie hand

In Spring depart

From kindred land.

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Think it over,

I’ll return once.

To ask you to play

to ask you to dance.

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Well,

Quiet are you

Not so sure?

Your soul inside

Embarrassingly pure.

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Judge others,

And they judge you.

But, in Faerie land

All tiny feet

Wear the same tiny shoe.

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“So, I’ll leave you this morning

To think for yourself.

I’ll return ONCE more.

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When The Moon shall wane

Then, you should thin,

Follow the elf.

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But, one more time

I ask you to follow

Before The Moon’s full light is gone.

Then, don’t dilly-dallow.

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Joe moves to the window

Her faerie finger points up.

Then, her faerie wings take to flight.

But, before leaving from captives sight

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Joe turns to wink

And salutes goodbye.

This poem was written with old friend JR in mind as he represents Faerie Jo

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©2009 Bonnie Jennings All Rights Reserved

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A Cold Day In Summer 2011

The Coldest Day In SummerThe Day My Mother Died
The Day My Mother Died 

 

She had wisdom; yet, I am wise.

sometimes the witches clashed

not to our surprise

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Mother, daughter, lives and the time

We believed a mishap

Reality knew all that’s sublime

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Lessons learned and some not

All underneath us

Lost, not forgot

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Mother and daughter

Time gone

Springs cleansed the white water

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It will take us both home.

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My mother always said, “It is not money that is the root of all evil. No, it is the lack of money that is the evil.”

I believe her now. 

 

 

Follow The Firefly

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The Fireflies yield the way.

The lightening bugs  twinkle.

Their silvery lights uncover the dark..

Leading, by glimmering the astray.

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Wandering forlorn paths of leaves

Damp from evening dew that had fallen

Cool toes playing on grass

When fall takes summer by weaves

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I Kissed the boy on his jowl

Bobbing for apples on equinox

The caramel corn enchanted our sences

But, come winter, the hungry wolves do howl.

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Cold and dark a gloomy cover

Skies ending, the tales of fall

Covered within a blanket by a fire

Thus relinquishing time and giving foliage a chance to recover

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Suddenly a green leaf bursts open

Warm sunlight fills the cold dying soul

Rainwater quench their parched thirst

Then, fireflies come with spring’s floral fortunes.

 

About Goong-Gok and Imaginary Friends

Is this Goong-Gok?
Is this Goon-Ghok? Mimsi Asks.

Goon-Ghok came with Jacob

on December 7, 2010. They entered our world.

Goon-Ghok

He popped into Jacob’s world.

before Jacob was merely one,

They gibbered about topics and things

that Jacob thought was fun.

He laughed at the entity

That no one else, could see

And, baby talked with Goon-Ghok

I asked, “Would you introduce me?”

 

Then, Goon-Ghok stayed 

until Jacob turned three.

Jabbered over his tasks in life?

Saving, only, that Jacob could see.

One-day, Mimsi asked, where’d Goon-Ghok go?

 “I don’t know.” Jacob replied,

He forgot about life’s entrance friend.

And, Earth time began, sadly, when Goon-Ghok died. 

Our childhood angels.

Jacob says, “no, Mimsi, that’s not Goon-Ghok (in the above picture that I drew). This is.”

Jacob points to the purple aliens and names them in the bottom picture.

Right back one is Goon-Ghok.
Right back one is Goon-Ghok.

Imagination, it’s a terrible thing to loose…

And, Jacob? Mimsi thinks Jacob will one day create a fabulous story.

The gift of the writer’s is Imagination,