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Fairy Goodmother

 I am a Faerie Goodmother,

My calling is through Nature, Dreams and Art.

I work for the Good of the Whole

through a combination of these parts.

I work for a Balance in Nature

and to help make dreams come true,

Part of how I do this

is writing poetry for you.

I've written many little poems

about plants of the earth,

that we might come to know

of their invaluable worth;

some you may recognize

but I am not sure if you'll know

of the many benefits they can provide for us

as we live and grow...

(Do explore some samples within this site!)

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Saul Idago

GOLDENROD FAIRY 

Saul Idago
brought up again
to his kin, Aaron, in a letter

his undying dream of flying

in a ship with lacy wings
gears and things
that spun and whirled
about silently

except when

periodically
one could see
and hear
small explosions of gas

that would propel all forward
(no need to be worried)
as it would rise up
3 to 8 feet only with each blast.

So then, there’d be no fear of falling
for if it did happen
and one found oneself thrown
to the ground,

It’d be quick and somewhat light.
as from this miniscule height
there shouldn’t be much of a wound

to be found.

He further wrote,
This would be a ship

you could relax in

maybe take a nap
once or twice a day

It would promote healing
as it would serve as a repose
from daily dealings
Would I kid you?  .Nay!

Let us stimulate our lives here
Cast a golden spear
Set a date well before

Summer’s Farewell

to begin building a ship

not an ordinary one, it
would fly, and be painted

a vibrant brilliant yellow,

to signify
this luminescent idea,

wouldn’t you agree
especially once
it’s all off the ground

By my own insight
I’m sure it can take flight
Do not unjustly accuse me
of not being sound.

Can I influence you at all
Come on now, join in with young Saul
Match your thoughts up
together with mine.

It’s a fresh new idea

leave it to me, I’ll

soar on through with it

positively in time.

Now his kin, Aaron’s rode
in all kinds, it’s told
of ships,
but only those buoyant

upon the water

So when he heard
these words,
he thought the idea
absurd
and so sat down to
answer the letter.

Let this dream die, boy
forget it, oh I do say
Let it go the way
of the Dodo Bird

This ship would not be fit
with such a strange engine, it
would be as a storm

packed full of trouble.

Well, like stone, this kid Idago

 took the news
one to one, quite cold,
but then he became
rather hot

And though wounded
his feelings may have been
Did he let go of the dream?

I do dare say, “Not!”

He got up early
many hours
before anything
was fully opened
day upon day

on his own

To observe, study, and draw
everything he saw
that had ever floated, glided
or flown.

His kin Aaron, did ease up
on expressing his own thoughts

once he saw how determined

the boy became.

In fact,
he added scientific knowledge,
and modified what he could
to the drawings of the plans
that Saul made.

He then left the final rendition

and the building
to the boy’s imagination
hoping in the end he’d be able to say,

“Whoopy, he got off the ground!
I knew it all along
It’s the making of a historical day!

Meanwhile he could count on Ester

if he asked her, to make a most delicious tea
It was while doing so, I’ll have you know

he heard a sound that rose up his curiosity.

So much so, he let his tea go, cold

which bugged this lady considerably
but he had to know what made such  a sound so,

he got up and took his leave.

When out of the forest clearing
then down through the meadow
and up onto the roadside
triumphantly

came an apparition with lacy wings
gears and things

that spun and whirled
about silently

except when now and again
one could see and, then

hear
small explosions of gas

that propelled all up and forward
as Saul Idago pushed and pulled
on the buttons and gears
that helped cause the blast.

“Whoopy, he got off the ground!
I knew it all along”, cheered Aaron

as he hopped, skipped, and ran all the way

to get a closer view, of this ship
and his young nephew,
making this a
most historical day!

             

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Within the writing of this poetry
are hints that act as memory hooks
to help one to recall

some of the properties

of a plant,

plus its uses and looks.

If you'd like to hear them

as I am often on the wing,

You may contact me through

this address ( lovellsimonsjanet_at_yahoo.ca)

then I'll give you a ring.

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Gobo gobo

BURDOCK FAIRY 

Gobo, Barbane ‘n Hardock

Arctium lappa, Clotburr,

Gobo, Gobo

Bardana, Hareburr, Burdock

Turkey Burr Seed, Harlock

Burr burr, Burr burr

Long fleshy taproot,

Hooked-bracted flower heads that do

Hitch-hike, Hitch-hike

Rhubarb-like heart-shaped leaves

Thick stalks that can to grow six feet

but hollow, hollow

Peel these stalks before the flower heads

have enlarged and then like asparagus

you can eat them raw
or boiled in a broth

stir-fried with carrots

and soy sauce, yes, soy sauce

Similar in taste to Salsify

a French cuisine well known and liked

Ce’Bon, Ce’ Bon...

.. (to be continued,

LIVE, your event or mine)

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Azulene

YARROW FAIRY
Her name was Azulene

  as her eyes were the bluest of blue
Some said she soon be Queen
 while others spat things

  that weren’t at all, at all, true,

“She’s the Devil’s plaything”
they whispered, then shouted
from their grey-green narrow doors
“It’s all because of her bright ideas”,

they expleted,
“We’ll forever be pitted
in sanguinary wars!

She’s trying to supplant Queen Nina
Did you see the lady’s mantle that she wore
as she rode the early stage coach
with General Tauhnic beside her
right up to Noble Yarrauh’s door.

It’s embroidered with a thousand leaves
and has piles and piles of divine pearls sewn on,

Unlike the emperor’s new clothes
the children do see this
extraordinary cloth.

Well, one knows all this fashion’ll do is amuse ‘cause,

as it is bestowed by Noble Yarrauh
she will become a meal for him

just another small pocket to go in
I’ll say, “Tut tut, black soot ‘n apples.”

I’s more irritated as she caused
Prince Hederich
to suffer an awful nose bleed
and many of our relations
scalds and burns
from boiling water that was heaved

from a cauldron over the parapet;
this bath serving as a solution
to pour upon those

shouting and banging at her door
for an impromtu lynching.

Well now it appears she hems in her rages
beneath an umbrella of tiny white flowers
holding them demurely, like a thousand seals
at her heart, while I believe
she brews up an apparition of female troubles.

Yes, she cast an incantation
to ensure seven years of love
We saw her sprinkle old man’s pepper
in a circle by the Ragweed
upon a golden ground.

We saw her through the oculus,
 in a pasture, with her dog, Daisy at her skirt
She wore a large ring with a white arrow
 probably to bring
forth a child’s birth

Now the men do goggle at her
bloom’in June right to September
looking all hot and bothered
warm and sweating,
about their collars.

 “Come now!”, called Knight Milfoil
entering the center of the gathering crowd,
“Surely this talk is just jealous fevers
Lower the pressure, relax
Get some rest, break it up
Give all at least 24 hours.

But still they continued pouring forth
each their own peculiar
thoughts and accusations

driving all up to a feverish pitch
When really, all was just speculation.

Anna Steasiah should’ve been chosen
on that fair mid-summer day,
when the dew was drying in the early morning sun
She should’ve been the chosen one
by Prince Hederich to become first lady.

But then there came Milly Foyin,
repelling as an ornery gargoyle
she the reason for the
brute operation

that brought a cauldron of water to boil.

Gordaldo & Gordoloba piped in
with their own two cents
in a chorus they snidely chimed together,
“She also strong smelling,
with lips bitter tasting,
nothing more than a thrombotic wench.

Prince Hederich felt like he died a bit then
when he caught wind of

these prattling incriminations,
“I should tie these fools together
with the toughest of leather
for their outrageous vicious fabrications”.

Yes it’s true I suffered a nose bleed
and over 85 of our relations,
are caught within pocket wars,
but this has nothing to do with a lady’s incantaion
(or my own private personal relations)
of this your can rest, assured.

He pushed his way within the heat of them all
despite the fact
the news had previously stopped him cold
with the hope that this fever would soon break up
once his thoughts and feelings to the crowd were told.

Yes, it’s true that Anna Steasiah
should’ve been chosen
on that fair mid-summer day
when the dew was drying,

but listen now, I’m not lying
you’ll see,

in the end
all will be much better
this other way.

Till then all will be intense until I
plan a way out of these pocket wars;

Meanwhile, do go back in time

remember how fine

our lives were
when we lived out our
ideas of a man’s true role.

Do keep the peace,

build strong bridges
though the truth can really ache
repel vicious rumours
don’t be rash or

behave like sore losers
please, for our dear

Queen Nina’s sake.

In then came Noble Yarrow
wrapped in emotions
that visibly ebbed and flowed
as he expressed what was upon his mind
while trying to be kind
to bring all this commotion to a close.

Do please lower the blood pressure,
arrest this hemorrhaging,
circulate amongst yourself
some pain relief,
make not a scape-goat of
dear Azulene.

Stop shouting bull at her,
Tell me, what’s the matter
with you all, especially
you two carpenter’s, you’re crass!

Rinse all thoughts from your minds
that are terribly unkind
They are causing many
to feel aghast.

 Azulene only begged for reconsideration
concerning our relations
in regard to the new borderlines planned.

She’s not trying to supplant Queen Nina
they’re best of friends, you see
and she’s much too dear
within her heart to do that.

This situation has become too volatile
and though I know it’s good for you and I

to expel a bit of gas now and then

Let us do clear the air
No more contribute here

to the effluvium
Let us go home.

This unexpected bit of humour
opened the door to laughter
which then had a soothing effect
So they began to trickle home
and from thereon
kept the peace

for Queen Nina’s sake.

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Within the writing of this poetry
are hints that act as memory hooks
to help one to recall

some of the properties

of a plant,

plus its uses and looks.

If you'd like to hear them

as I am often on the wing,

You may contact me through

this address ( lovellsimonsjanet_at_yahoo.ca)

then I'll give you a ring.

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Caesar's Recommendation

There is a story

   of the Stinging Nettle

that may or may not
   make you chuckle.

sO listen now,

  for here I go

It could be fun

  (you never know!)

In the days of England,
  Ancient Olde

When the Romans landed
  It is told

That,

  Because of their skirts
and very short breeches

  made for the sun,
sand and the beaches

That this exposed their legs

   to England’s cold damp air

They began to freeze
  much to their despair

But,

Quick-witted Caesar
   gave the recommendation
to rub their legs
  for the hot sensation

With handfuls of Nettles
loaded with prickles and pins
to rub them, yes, vigorously,
  upon their shins.

Now, who would’ve thought
  that this idea from Caesar

Would make their legs burn

  like a regular heater!

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Within the writing of many of these poems
are hints that act as memory hooks
to help one to recall
some of the properties
of a plant,
plus its uses and looks.

If you'd like to hear them
as I am often on the wing,
You may contact me through
this address ( lovellsimonsjanet_at_yahoo.ca)
then I'll give you a ring.

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Willowy Wickopy

FIREWEED FAIRY

Who would’ve thought

such a match could be made,

…the Wickopy boy

with the daughter

of the Primrose Family.

Herb, whose father must toil

from morning to night

courting a girl whose family

owns practically everything

in sight.

Yet we saw them one evening,

riding horseback

over hill and dale,

Sally rode side-saddle,

by the stream

along Deerhorn trail.

They then veered off to follow

the new wilderness road

into the woodlands,

that are now being heavily logged.

The loggers heard Herb yell “Fire’em up!”

Let’s see what these fillies can do,

I’ll race you to the top, Sal…

You owe me dessert if you lose!...

“…One sweet as nectar, my honey,

but, if I lose by chance,

I promise I’ll make you laugh

by doing a bunny dance.”

Bloomin’ all summer long,

they returned

to play these games

alternating between them

which one would win.

Heedless of others

and all that they thought

whether they rubbed them

the wrong way, they cared

not,

As they were smitten,

waterproofed, insulated

within their love pod

as if carried by the wind

spiraling high above.

It left one wondering

how the father

hadn’t a clue,

but when the news hit,

Oh, how he put on a show!

“Pile ‘o warts!” he shouted,

“He’s as good as fodder.

How dare he nibble

at the skirt

of my only dear daughter!

This he sees ‘cause he’s so green…

as the cat’s meow

Shoot! I’ll root

this problem out,

no more

will he come to call!

Men’s brains…

oh, how
they do stir up trouble

how dare he choose her,

he makes my blood boil!

You’d think he’d have courted

Emma Tique instead,

brought his affections

to all altitudes

for them to wed.

But no, rumour has it,

it is him who piles his fever

upon my daughter,

This woeful joining

I adamantly vow to alter.

I’ll pull all ties to those  
I know who can help
from the Soviet Union, North America
and all across Europe.

Boy, I’ll make a cure,

I’ll burn and sweep all over this land.

I’ll spin into the scene,

five of my briskest kin

They’ll help in finishing it…

all this fluff and stuff

doggon’it, I call Queen Charlott

we’ll undo all

that’s been cloaked

and spun.

Had I only gotten wind of this sooner

before it went from a molehill to a mountain

before it germinated and spread

outta hand like a wildfire.

I’da pounded the root

right to the fiber

I’da split the stem open
dipped ‘im in oil

this leather-faced chap

glutinous

for my sweet daughter

would’ve learned quickly

that he aught to choose another

He hasn’t the inner pith

worthy of her hand

in marriage

With the land swelling

with so many others

he ought to extract

one of them instead!

Now though the girl’s father did bulge

so tightly with hot indignation

that we thought he might burst

Well, he had no power in the end

As Willowy Wickopy
and Tall Slender Sally

bound their love together quite tightly

and so then finally

all stood side by side

tall, and erect

as Sally’s father gave her away

to be bound in marriage

Yet all the while
one could see his teeth
grinding minutely
still, he did not refute them

His demeanor did soften somewhat

during the father/daughter dance

as she slowly spiraled around

like a vision of one floating on air

in her dress of  layer upon layer
of fine silk gossamer veils

with a pattern of blossoms

fully opened at the bottom
that changed as they spiralled

up and around the dress
getting smaller and closing up

until they became ribbon buds

fastened at the shoulders on top

This is the end of the story

though a strange one it might be,

I’ll tell you another one day

over a cup of tea!

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Within the writing of this poetry
are hints that act as memory hooks
to help one to recall

some of the properties

of a plant,

plus its uses and looks.

If you'd like to hear them

as I am often on the wing,

You may contact me through

this address ( lovellsimonsjanet_at_yahoo.ca)

then I'll give you a ring.

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