Fairy lights
moon-dropletsof elfin magic
from paper and mastic.
Gossamer wings,
rainbow swings,
dahlias cavort,
among St Johns wart.
Wise-women dance
men are entranced.
This is a poem in 160 characters, spaces included. Actually a true story, not fiction. A magical midsummernight's dream party in a fairy garden with klesma folk music and contradancing.
If you want to meet the 160 challenge, post on Sunday, a flash fiction or poem in exactly 160 characters. Let Monkey Man know HERE and visit one other 160 blogger.
Interesting ending, Diane....Yeah, have read in most history and culture women were good dancers....didn't know that was their wisdom :)
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wishes,
devika
That's great. It's has a magical feel to it.
ReplyDeletea little Vodka to go with the fairy dust may have gotten the men less entranced and more ready to contradance.
ReplyDeleteEntranced...me, too. I like this. :)
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks for stopping by and commenting on my 160, Dianne.
-C
nice 160...lots of beautiful imagery....glad it is true. sounds like a magical evening...
ReplyDeleteLove this!!! Takes me there!!! Thanks
ReplyDeleteSo nice and which such a light - airy feeling!
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