Showing posts with label magic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label magic. Show all posts

Sunday, 29 April 2012

What if...


If pixie dust was outlawed
And the mushroom circles tolled,
If sprites and elves were banished
And the fairies gardens sold.

If unicorns were bridled
And the hidden doorways barred,
If men like you could have your way
What else would you discard?

If banshees all were silenced
And the vampires laid on ice,
If werewolves claws were clipped down
Would you really pay the price?

If all the magics of our land,
Could truly be confined,
If all the mysteries were lost
I'll tell all you'll find,

An empty place inside yourself
With nothing left to give,
So just you think on something else,
And let the wild things live.

Friday, 6 April 2012

Leave it alone!


If pixie dust was outlawed
And the mushroom circles tolled,
If garden gnomes were banished
And the fairies gardens sold,
If unicorns were bridled
And the hidden doorways barred,

If men like you could have your way
What else would you discard?

If banshees all were silenced
And the vampires laid on ice,
If werewolves claws were clipped down,
Would you really pay the price?

If all the magics of our land,
Could truly be confined,
If all the mysteries were lost
I'll tell all you'll find,

An empty place inside yourself
With nothing left to give,
So just you think on something else,
And let the wild things live.

Friday, 18 November 2011

Indigo

Indigo sunflowers
Only bloom
In the light of a
Blood moon.
Their seeds
Are worth 
A million day dreams.

Tuesday, 26 April 2011

What if.....

If pixie dust was outlawed
And the mushroom circles tolled,
If garden gnomes were banished
And the fairies gardens sold.

If unicorns were bridled
And the hidden doorways barred,
If men like you could have your way
What else would you discard?

If banshees all were silenced
And the vampires laid on ice,
If the Werewolves claws were clipped down
Would you really pay the price?

If all the magics of our land,
Could truly be confined,
If all the mysteries were lost
I'll tell all you'll find.

An empty place inside yourself
With nothing left to give
So just you think on something else,
And let the wild things live.