Beneath the oaks and willows bows the ring is formed of mushroom clouds. If you dare capture a glance or stumble upon the fairy prance; be careful for they lure with sweets and treats, and so much more. The melody they play a music not for mortal ears. Rarely seen and seldom heard, but if you look with a wink and smile,place your hand to the north for a mile. The luck may grant a special thing you will see beyond the ring, to a world not meant for man; but a breathless magic land. So the next time that you find a strange pattern of fungi, don’t step within, cause you may not step out the world of fairy is odd without a doubt.
Poem: Fairy Ring
Published by N.K. Sterling
A sibling and daughter to some, a friend to others. As an artist , writer, and dreamer N.K Sterling spends days crafting new creations be it in painting or jewelry making or dabbling in many creative avenues in life from music to sewing has only made Sterling more inspired to keep trying new things. Enjoying a good book by the fire, or an adventurous outing with furry friends is always a go to for this expressive soul. Writing has been a passion since the age of twelve and the associate's degree in liberal arts has only help expand this creative mind for future endeavors while currently living in the southern USA. View more posts