Magic Ink

by goddess-glamourpuss   Jul 29, 2006


There is a little pixie
Who paints some daisies pink
He gently dabs the petals edge
With his magic ink

These flowers act as markers
To create an enchanted ring
Where all the fairies gather
To play and laugh and sing

By moonlight do they revel
Until the coming dawn
Then back beneath a leaf they hide
With a sleepy-headed yawn

So when you see a daisy
With petals painted pink
Then you will know the secret
Of the pixie's magic ink

If you are very quiet
And very slowly creep
Then carefully look beneath a leaf
You could find a fairy asleep.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Amanda

    You like writing funny poems don't you? Haha! I enjoy reading your work and seeing true talent. I couldn't understand some of your other poems so i commented on these. I'm not that advanced yet, I have alot to learn! :)

  • 17 years ago

    by Megann Lee

    Awh, very cute. Great job. :]

  • 17 years ago

    by crazyandsweet

    That is a very imagitative poem...I really like it ;)
    great job 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Daniel J

    This was a very well considered poem, about the established child's favourite: the pixie ring. Although shouldn't the pixies be women? :p

    Very nicely done, 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by Socks

    This is a really cute poem, I love how you used fantasy in it. Fairies are my favourite mystical creatures so I really enjoyed this poem.
    5/5

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