Ceramic domed home
From many moons past
A sacred space for faerie grace

Auger shells form a white spiked fence
Arcing its way round
A smooth stone patio
Jade to embrace
Jasper for courage
Petrified wood for strength

Fuchsia lanterns hang a magenta heaven
Across a carpet of stars
To the small pond
Reflecting fireflies
Where toads rasp hollow
And groundhogs drink
Deep in the new moon night

Near the pond,
A rusted wrench grants faerie wishes
Gifted detritus
From the dead man’s piles of
Everything
Serendipity surrounds this
Sacred space for faerie grace

Brenda Warren 2017