Phantoms play this Halloween
They stray into the forest
Alongside the Fairy Queen
A green man, unbeknownst to me, invites his chorus
Elves dance around him eagerly
As planets gaze down in orbit
Royal fairies swirl regally
Leaves fly 'round an imp in the breeze
Rituals are dreamily enacted in secrecy
Imps and enchantresses gather as devotees
Arising swiftly when they hear the sound
Of the wind's sweet jubilee
Nymphs dance around
With a fair queen who must be crowned
Halloweeners look to the skies
In search of dreamers' magic
While pint-size elves materialize
Woodland sprites are camouflaged
In the stones, trees, and wildlife
As the Otherworld reigns in its mirage
Trick-or-treatin' pixies, so childlike
Swirl, swing, and swagger
In the nightly wildlife
An impish green guy loves the clatter
As well as the chitter-chatter
Of pixie chants that matter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem