The Web Poetry Corner - Diane Klammer - Fairy Slippers
Fairy Slippers
by
Diane Klammer
(At Ouzel Falls)
(for Ann, Catherine, 2 Carols and Tony)
Troops of mountain fairies
Lurk along the trail we hike
Dance with river water
Spilling from their shoes
Elusive resolute creatures
Sing in beckoning whispers
We can only puzzle
Where they’ve been
We drumbeat our own bootsteps
On the shady carpeted path
Our breathing synchronizes
To the cadence of our walk
Calypso falls pulses
In our ears
Rushes like our own circulation
Mysterious wood sprites hover
All over the forest
Suddenly they settle
In shady fungal loam
They hieroglyph footprints
Which appear and vanish like longing
Until they lose
Their tiny pink slippers
Like Cinderella did
These rare fragile gems
Jump out and tell
Of yesterday’s revelries
Compel invisible magic
Mesmerize us all