Must have been the heat –
lazy August sun reaching
through Willow sway –
or maybe the laughter
bubbling up from brook –
had me so ensorcelled
I swear I saw the veil slip,
beheld faery beings –
a second of enchantment
then gone…
The Glimpse
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The veil slipped in a most enchanting place where faeries dance. The magic comes when one least expects it. Special moment! 🙂
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Very special. Thanks Olga.
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That wonderful moment when we have that very glimpse, beautifully said.
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Thank you
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So enjoyed it.
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What a magical piece, V.J., and I love learning new words, Ensorcelled found a perfect place in your lovely poem.
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Thanks.
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My pleasure!
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I love this poem! (And I learned a new word: ensorcelled.) Don’t we all long for just a glimpse of that other world?
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Absolutely. Thank you!
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Oh WOWZA, I could feast on this all evening–thanks, VJ!!!!
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What a lovely compliment. Thanks!
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Most welcome always!
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Yes, they were definitely faeries…….
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Thanks Ivor.
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how magical!
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Thank you!
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most welcome
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