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Where the fairies rest

Updated on July 29, 2015

Metaphor

Meet me in the forest Make me hear your lyrical sounds

Every metaphor called Embrace my many meanings

Take me promised land

Amazed by your subtleties

Possessed by your possibilities

Help me understand

Open my mind in a meadow where the fairies

Rest

© 2013 ocfireflies

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      Ann 4 years ago

      Wonderful, I love your writtings

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      ocfireflies 4 years ago from North Carolina

      Thanks Ann. I think you must be my best fan.

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      Kathi 4 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan

      I just love this . . .

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      ocfireflies 4 years ago from North Carolina

      Fossillady,

      I love that you love it. Smiles.

      Thanks for visiting my wonderland.

      Kim

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      Benton Arnschluke 4 years ago

      Where dips the rocky highland...

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      ocfireflies 4 years ago from North Carolina

      I love Yeats and The Waterboys, too. I believe you must be a kindred spirit. Thanks for all of your support.

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      Max Havlick 3 years ago from Villa Park, Illinois

      IF I COULD TURN BACK TIME

      AN AMERICAN SONNET

      Oh Kim, if I could turn back time and be again footloose,

      bulging anew with young love's minor metaphors abstruse

      of any possible particular or profitable use

      to help the work of such immense, surprisingly profuse

      original creative literary talent (not obtuse

      but sharing riches from your heart without excuse),

      I would declare for everyone a timely truce

      between humanity's notorious abuse

      and heaven's equally ubiquitous but holy noose,

      and let the world your plaintive poetry seduce,

      and to the meadows in your forest places introduce

      your many would-be lovers where they could unloose

      the sacred love your subtle sweetness doth deduce,

      and you could choose the one your heart doth most unloose!

      Max to Kim, 3 months later,

      on Tuesday, August 5, 2013

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      ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

      Max,

      If only...

      Kim

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      Max Havlick 3 years ago from Villa Park, Illinois

      Correction: For anyone going back in time, I would be the worse possible choice to invite to a party, bec. I can't even get the day right when I'm resolutely dating something! I just discovered (while putting your poem and my response in a little private leaflet for my few friends and students) that today, August 5th, appears to be a Monday, not a Tuesday! (And I don't know how to correct a comment once entered.) Nobody's perfect, I know, but even small children can tell you what day of the week it is.

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      ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

      Max,

      I don't know. While some children may know what the day is, I am betting most little children don't care. They are more interested in just being. And I do not care if you do not know what the day is because any day you are in my company is a great day.

      Kim

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      Max Havlick 3 years ago from Villa Park, Illinois

      Kim, you are almost too sweet for words.

      You wouldn't object if I printed up some copies of a sheet showing on the right side my sonnet "If I Could Turn Back Time," and showing as its proper context on the left side, your poem "Where the fairies rest" (with full proper credit to you and your HubPages work, of course)?

      Max, Tues., Aug. 6, 12:45 p.m.

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      ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

      Max,

      I would be honored.

      Kim

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