Pixie Poem by Clive Culverhouse

Pixie

under a henge hides he and she
near an ecurie for equine frivolity
to neatly plait a golden mane
then ride and play in pixie's name
at night near mid of star and moon
to slake the pangs of puckish tune
and well they may have built the henge
in ancient time and dwelled there since

Thursday, August 15, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: magic,fairy,folklore
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Pixie poem by Clive Culverhouse
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