Of Fawn and Fairy
Inside this forest
so bright and mild
a fairy lived
her name, Wonder Child
For all the forest
knew of this girl
to which they knew
she would change the world
A fawn she crept
upon one day
it sensed no danger
no need to escape
Her acquired ability
to speak with those
on four legs with fur
scurrying would go
She was as a spirit
in the woods she did walk
she would talk to the animals
to her they would flock
She'd gentle reach down
and with the smallest of hands
much like the grains of sand
beside them she'd stand
Together as one
the fairy and fawn
if you close your eyes tight
you may see them at dawn
Donna G Fowler
8/7/06
by Donna G Fowler
Review:
"I have seen the fawn wake up at dawn...
and then she did not tarry.
This tiny deer so full of cheer
set out to find the fairy.
She knew that the winged one
would help her through the day
and with the sun at end of day
would quietly slip away.
But fawns grow into beautiful deer
and time just passes on.
Now the mother deer, it is so clear,
seeks the fairy to teach her own."
Donna, I hope you don't think I am presumptuous to think this would improve on your beautiful poem... No, It is just an example of how perfection can trigger creativity in the least of us...
You have my honest admiration and respect for this and many other fine works in your portfolio... Love Ya! Jake
Reviewed by jakepayne
Your review received:
Very helpful
and the following comments about your review:
TY Jake. I admire your wit. What I'd like to see you do is write a continuation of this like you have started. Name it whatever you want, and post me back a message
Mother Doe and Fairy
Inspired by Donna G. Fowler’s
‘Of Fawn and Fairy’
I saw the fawn wake up at dawn...
and then she did not tarry.
This tiny deer so full of cheer
set out to find the fairy.
She knew that the winged one
would teach her the right ways
and with the sun at end of day
would quietly slip away.
Fawns grow into beautiful deer
as time just passes on.
Now the mother deer, it is so clear,
seeks the fairy to teach her own.
The fairy knew her language
and all the others too.
She had tutored many youngsters
in the proper things to do.
The forest had been good to her
and the years had been kind too.
When the Doe felt life within her
she knew just what to do.
She knew just where the fairy should be
each and every day.
She wanted her to teach her fawn
to live the forest’s way.
The mother doe was nearing
the birth of her first fawn.
She arrived there at the clearing
just at break of dawn.
She sensed the fairy knew --
for she felt her presence there.
The comfort she had sought to find
Could be felt in the morning air.
She lay down in the comfort
of a nearby grove of trees
And quietly awaited there
in the cooling morning breeze.
Then she heard the quiet flutter
Of tiny little wings
She saw the fairy coming
as the birds began to sing.
She now relaxed and soon she knew
the peace the forest sends
And she found herself surrounded
by scores of tiny friends.
They all had heard the news
and all had been invited
To come and see the miracle
of two friends reunited.
The fairy knew why she’d been called
to this very special place
She was here to help the deer
receive God’s special grace.
It was not long – it had begun
And quickly, it was over.
There lay the mother doe and fawn
in the comfort of the clover.
The fairy then took stardust
and sprinkled it in their eyes.
Now when they exchange gazes
their love is not disguised.
The fairy and the doe and fawn
then went their separate way
knowing this would not be the last
of many special days.
© Jacob Payne
October 20, 2006
Review:
Jake, I knew you could continue this after what you placed in my review. First I am honored that you were inspired by something I started. Secondly, this is an amazing continuation of my poem. You are so visual in this and I could see the field of clover and the new baby fawn. I felt as if I were there watching. Fantastic job my friend.. I'm so excited!!!!
Reviewed by Donna G Fowler
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