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Date Posted: 12:56:15 09/18/02 Wed
Author: Dr.P
Author Host/IP: cache-loh-ae02.proxy.aol.com / 195.93.49.8
Subject: Re: Beautiful Lies
In reply to: pet 's message, "Beautiful Lies" on 18:35:30 09/17/02 Tue

>This poem / tale was inspired by my son. He was trying
>to tell me about the Shakespeare Festival & ended up
>tongue tied. You will see in the poem where that comes
>in to play & where my muse ran off with it to. I hope
>you enjoy the read.
>*smiles*
>pet
>>^..^<
>
>Beautiful Lies
>
>I�ll spin a tale of beautiful lies,
>like the spun cocoon of butterflies.
>
>Imagine a forest, lush and green,
>a tranquil pool so serene.
>
>A circle of mushrooms seen by chance,
>the remains of last nights fairy dance.
>
>Festivities unseen by mortal eyes,
>lit up by the glow of fireflies.
>
>One quiet lil� elf sits unseen,
>upon a mushroom he does lean.
>
>He gazes at the scene in deep trance,
>watching the fairies frolic and prance.
>
>Transparent wings flutter as they rise,
>in awe of them he quietly sighs.
>
>Entering the circle is the fairy Queen,
>her wings a shimmering aquamarine.
>
>The lil� elf stands to advance,
>the Queen remains in perfect stance.
>
>He bows down politely and softly cries,
>"I�m Shakes Spore, the mushroom poet in disguise."
>
>She flutters her wings and starts to preen,
>her body aglow with fireflies sheen.
>
>"Will you write a great romance?
>All my beauty will you enhance?"
>
>"I�ll write my best, not compromise,
>so my Queen your beauty never dies."
>
>A woman or a butterfly or something in between,
>with long flowing hair the color of a tangerine.
>
>I survey the scene, just one last glance,
>remembering the visions of the fairy dance.
>
>A Mid Summer Nights Dream, I surmise,
>thats a good title, then I whisper my goodbyes.
>
>pet
>9-17-02

This has a nice homely feel to it. Shakespeare would have been proud to have inspired the little elf.

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