Treasure Island

Martin Swords

(9th December Nineteen Fifty / Tiglin, Wicklow, Ireland)

The Fairy Woman


Who is She
She is The Fairy Woman
She says my name
She speaks with her eyes
She sees my soul
Naked

She calls to me away away
My mind she weaves with spells
I am caught
And unresisting
Enchanted

I know her now
She is mine. I am hers
The Fairy Woman of Donegal
She makes the snow swirl
She makes the sun sing
She knows me
She knows me well


(March ‘07)

Submitted: Saturday, July 21, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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