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Fairy Found on a Rosebud
by Delilah CoyneA young boy found a fairy, nestled in a rosebud.
Her wings, diaphanous, spring green and speckled,
shone irridescent in the mid-day sun.
Cloaked in glamour, she seemed to him nothing more than a dragonfly.
A mischievous gleam in his eye, he capured her by a single wing.
Awakened from her slumber, she flitted and fluttered in his dirty fingers,
her tiny screams, a buzz in the boys ears.
Boyishly cruel, he robbed her of her wings with quick flicks.
He held her, wingless, in the palm of his hand, smiling.
She threw off her glamour, too weak to hold it in place.
The boy saw her beauty, revealed.
With a gasp, he watched her wither.
His hand, her deathbed.
03/26/2006 Author's Note: Just an idea that has been knocking around in my head for the past few days.
Posted on 03/26/2006
Copyright © 2024 Delilah Coyne
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/26/06 at 05:16 PM I agree with Don. I could see everything as I read this. It's an excellent, haunting piece. I really enjoyed the read. |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 03/29/06 at 05:18 PM I love that I can picture the entire moment you so definitively captured in this piece that flutters like the subject...beautiful ending to it...well done girl, lucky when you have something so magical just knocking around up there...glad u put it down on "paper"...all the best, jewels |
| Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 05/03/06 at 02:29 PM Yes, I could see the similarities between a fairy and a dragon fly. This is an interesting little story. |
| Posted by Jo Halliday on 04/24/09 at 01:28 AM I really liked the last three lines. |
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