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Self As Child: Faery-Flying

Self as Child…

can fly with faery in pursuit,
of silver, blue, silk dragon-fly;
can play and dive, skim over pool,
and carry wind-blown harebells high;
dive once again into the cool,
of reed and lily passing by

and search for bowered dandelion,
leave some crumbs
for faery feast; 
gaze as fleet imaginings,
soar, dance and speak
in sweet release

and all about does wonder me
and call aloud sweet mystery
my questions speed on winged dream
and light-soaked, spiritised seem

How sweet that I remember you
my self as child eternal who
in quietude of inner peace
does faery-fly when age does cease

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About Dr Niamh

When I was a little girl (a very, very long time ago), I used to love learning new, really big words like ‘discombobulate’. As I grew, my love of words grew too, until I loved them so much, I could not stop writing them down. One day, as I was scribbling a particular word, a very peculiar thing happened. The word shouted at me, “Stop! Don’t put me there!” As you can imagine, I was shocked and nearly fell off my chair. When I recovered somewhat, I said to the word, “Could you stop shouting, please? I am not used to it.” Can you guess what happened next? No! I thought not. The word said, “I might be small, but I will misbehave if you do not use me properly. I will not tell the story you would like me to tell. I will say something entirely different!” I dropped my pen. I hoped that by dropping my pen, the word would stop talking. Alas! It did not. It carried on chitterchobbling, even after the ink had dried. I was in a pickle. I could not allow my words to run away with my story, now could I? I don’t know about you, but when this sort of thing happens, there is only one thing left to do if you prefer not to spend your time arguing. “Very well,” said I. “I will do as you ask if you will just be quiet and allow me to concentrate.” Since that day, I have been paying special attention to every word I invite into my stories. After all, a story should say exactly what it means to say and not be led astray. With love from Dr. Niamh, Ph.D in Learning Through The Imagination and Founder of Dr Niamh Children's Books. www.drniamh.co.uk

11 comments on “Self As Child: Faery-Flying

  1. Ermilia
    May 7, 2012

    Pretty poem, and I liked the picture you chose to go with it. My goodness, you sure are accomplished.

    -Eliabeth

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    • ontheplumtree
      May 7, 2012

      Thank You, Ermilia. Very nice to have you drop by.

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  2. Patricia Tilton
    May 7, 2012

    What a beautiful poem about self. I especially like the last stanza.!

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    • ontheplumtree
      May 7, 2012

      Thank You, Patricia.

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  3. Uncle Tree
    May 7, 2012

    That was excellent, Niamh!
    Good rhymes, good rhythm, and a sweet ending.
    I’d have to guess you were a little cutie pie at 4 or 5. 🙂

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    • ontheplumtree
      May 7, 2012

      Still am! Lol.

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      • OptyMyst
        May 11, 2012

        Ha! I love a confident reply. 🙂

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  4. Darlene Steelman
    May 9, 2012

    🙂 Awesome

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  6. OptyMyst
    May 11, 2012

    I would like to be the veins in that dragonfly’s wings, to see what he sees, to feel what he feels. Then I would feel as if I were truly Faery Flying. Thanks so much for sharing your visions, Niamh, all of them. 🙂

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