Angus Abranson (angusabranson) wrote,
Angus Abranson
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(Poetry) The Faeries Know

The Faeries Know

 

Portraits on the walls of a secret room

that overlooks the garden,

covered in mist

with lights of faerie glow,

pulled around

old cobblestone paths

painted in the silk

of a spiders thread

that’s what makes it shine,

makes everything shine,

in the sun or in the rain.

How far do you wish

you could go?

You could do,

anything with magic,

the faeries know

that you could become

the little girl you left behind

hiding in the darkness

of an attic

too afraid to move,

too afraid to

call out or cry,

scared of the darkness,

and the thoughts of goblins,

They said rule the night.

Run little girl,

strange little girl,

that the faeries know

will reach the light,

will see their light,

and will one day grow

out of girl,

into beauty.

Unseen beauty.

Strange kind of beauty.

(They only want to love you)

Portraits on the walls

of a secret room

that overlooks the garden,

covered in the mist

with the lights of faerie glow.

 

THE FAERIES KNOW

By A R J Abranson

25-12-90/18:00

(Taken From 'Wild Card Symphonies')

 

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