The Faerie Nose
If a faerie made perfumes How would she blend? Would she tincture the green of a violet stem In dew from the tip of a fern of the deep, Deep, dark woods So cool and fecund? Yes, she should. At midnight she'd enchant a single blossom of jasmine. Coax out it's ethers with her giggling spells, A puff and a whir, A flash. Yes, might as well. She'd surely use cepes and oakmoss galore All seamlessly earthy and rich. Seductively luring their sacred aromas Into small crystal vials of heterochromatic hues With a wild-crafted dance of blush-worthy charm. Yes, wouldn't you? If a faerie made perfume She'd capture the soul (Without ravage or ill) Of each plant, flower, and loam. Her mind-bending nose Bringing heart to the nectar And bliss - solace sublime. ~ Doreen Stelton (the verdant faerie)
Missy sniffin’ out the stink – click to read here.
Wow!! This is spectacular, Doreen. I’m blown away. You could submit this to Faerie Magazine (if you wanted to)! 🙂
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Oh my gosh, such compliment! Maybe I will! Thank you so much for visiting here = true friend!
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Submit, submit!! *Just planting seeds.* 😉 And you’re so welcome!
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Thank you for planting seeds! I will – I’ll keep you posted!
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“YES, I would!” is my reply! ❤
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and you would shine!
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I love it, too! Especially “wild-crafted dance”. I hope you do submit it to Faerie Magazine. 🙂
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Ah! Thanks so much, Brenda!
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