Claudia is tending bar at the dVerse Open Link Night tonight and said ‘Two of my fave authors are C. S. Lewis and J. R. R. Tolkien who created fantasy worlds.’ Both of these fine writers loved to walk the Malvern Hills. Go up there on a fine day and if you’re quieter than a fieldmouse creeping over the hillocks this is what you could see …
They steal babies, issue changelings,
Whisk the breath from the weak and the dying,
Suck on columbine, nectar, wine,
Live in dark drear hedges divine,
Worry farmers, worry swine,
Worry sheep and creatures bovine.
With their green-stained teeth,
Sharp, pinlike, pointy,
Bright waxed blond hair
That stands up dainty,
Knuckled hands and flaked skin fingers,
Thin, spiked nails like chiselled razors,
Fine and faintly whiskered chins,
Spite in faces, malevolent eyes,
Nothing can stop them, they’re from the dark side.
Polly Stretton © 2012
27/11/2012 at 22:16
Oooo…. I don’t like the sound of these fairies… mine are more like Tinkerbell….haha
Very dark and ominous… shooo go away,… hehe
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27/11/2012 at 22:22
heh-heh … you don’t shoo these fae so quickly 🙂
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27/11/2012 at 22:53
eeep….ha….love your verse…i am reading tolkein right now with my 10 year old…loving reliving it with him….green stained teeth…..ack…smiles.
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27/11/2012 at 22:56
heh-heh … I love my horrid fae 🙂
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27/11/2012 at 23:05
Not the good fairies, I see
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27/11/2012 at 23:15
No, they are not good, they’re really nasty.
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27/11/2012 at 23:14
Whew, these are certainly not the fairies one wants to tell children a bedtime story about! This poem gave me a few chills.
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27/11/2012 at 23:16
Ooh, would it be really wicked of me to say ‘good’ Mary 🙂
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27/11/2012 at 23:30
Good one. Sounds about right too. You don’t want to mess wjth the little people I can tell you.
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29/11/2012 at 08:47
You would know, Joe! Still working with the info you sent on Irish faeries, slow but sure 🙂
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28/11/2012 at 06:04
oh my…those fairies seem to be of the darker kind for sure…smiles…thanks for taking us on a trip to those hills…must be an inspiring place
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29/11/2012 at 08:47
I love the Malvern Hills ~ my mother would take us there for long walks ~ they are inspiring 🙂
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28/11/2012 at 06:06
No beauties here – the brownie variety me thinks – hiding scissors, stealing thread, taunting babies, and taunting dolls. Sounds like the Irish variety for sure! Very fun.
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29/11/2012 at 08:48
You have the measure of them, Gay 🙂
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28/11/2012 at 13:56
nicely writ. you caused me a stir and a look-around.
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29/11/2012 at 08:48
heh-heh … I see you glancing behind you, Jane 🙂
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28/11/2012 at 16:16
Oh I agree – I think you should add to their list of misdemeanors that they punch out milk teeth, just for fun!! Never trust a faerie!
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29/11/2012 at 08:49
heh-heh … great idea, Alex. They haven’t told me they do that yet, i.e. punch out milk teeth … we’ll have to wait and see 🙂
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29/11/2012 at 06:42
Ugly little stinkers, aren’t they?
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29/11/2012 at 08:23
Wretched things ~ yes ~ as you say ~ ugly little stinkers 🙂
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29/11/2012 at 10:01
Loving it. Poor Arthur Conan Doyle bought into the fairy nonesense in his later life — Perhaps when he went to fairy heaven he was surprised to find these critters to be the lords of that domain!
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29/11/2012 at 10:09
heh-heh, glad you like my faeries, Sabio. I have a copy of Conan Doyle’s fairy book ~ must get around to reading it sometime (!) 🙂
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29/11/2012 at 18:13
That’s a beautiful poem Polly! Followed! 🙂
xo
Mari
http://ohyesshesabitchbutnotyours.com/
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29/11/2012 at 18:24
Good to see you here, Mari. Glad you enjoyed Faerie Folk 🙂
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