Treasure Island

oskar hansen


sonnet


A Fairy Tale (sonnet)


On a forest’s lawn, where elves dance on nocturnal summers,
snow had fallen. Since the little people wears no shoes their
dainty feet can only bear ductile mould and grass in slumber.
They have moved into their cozy houses under green bushes,
homes lit up fireflies caught in summer when evening lasts till
midnight and they need not hide their light under a bushel.
But boars are not so delicate they rough and tumble in snow
and rock around the clock all night when stars are bright and
heaven is near, till the stars get very tired and stop their glow.
Much more snow will fall and hide their irresponsible dancing,
and the snowy stage is taken by white attired hares that jump
about for no reason at all, till the sly red foxes come prancing.
The tall cow of the forest arrives, scrapes away pristine flurry
looking for fine moss to munch and the forest falls eerily fluffy.

Submitted: Thursday, December 08, 2011

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