Solitary fae of lake, bog or tree,
Are not trooping fae
With the power to be free,
To feast, hunt and dance
To hold court with cheer.
The solitary faeries hold
Mortals in fear,
They pinch, prod and prick
Ridicule, jeer.
Irksome creatures, they smirk and sneer.
Polly Robinson © 2013
24/02/2013 at 13:07
Fabulous poem and artwork – we share the same view on those malicious fae!
24/02/2013 at 13:08
heh-heh … don’t we just love ‘em?
Is all well with you Alex, you’ve not been around quite so much for a while …
25/02/2013 at 10:52
Hi Polly – Yes I am fine – I have been recovering from bubonic man flu and at the same time sorting out the final bits for ‘THE BOOK’! I’m sorting all the twiddly bits, like page numbers, and triple proof reading! Hopefully normal service should be resumed soon!
Thanks for noticing my absence – it makes me feel special or infamous, not sure which he he!
((Hugs))
25/02/2013 at 12:34
Ah, the plague … yes, that is a nuisance (!) Good to see ‘THE BOOK’ is in its final stages.
Yep, you’re right, you’re ‘er … notorious!!!
*giggles* ((hugs)) 
24/02/2013 at 15:00
Good one Polly! I have heard the trooping Fae can cause some serious mischief themselves when they want to.
24/02/2013 at 17:52
Yes, I’ve heard that too, though they seem to be a more ‘carousing’ bunch than the solitary fae … still gathering information as you can see Joe
25/02/2013 at 00:12
Did you do that drawing?
25/02/2013 at 03:43
I didn’t ~ wish I had, Robin!
When I first found it, over a year ago, I managed to trace the artist and wrote for permission to use it, I got no response. I no longer have that email and can’t find the artist now.
If anyone knows who it is I’d love that info. The only thing I have is their location, which gives me a bit of security against false claims.
Why d’you ask, Robin?
27/02/2013 at 00:03
Watch out! k.
27/02/2013 at 06:00
… ‘er … OK k.
27/02/2013 at 05:09
ha..i second k.’s comment…watch out…they don’t sound like creatures that it is fun to mess with…smiles
27/02/2013 at 06:01
Ah … they’re jolly little tykes, my fae! Can’t imagine what you mean
02/03/2013 at 15:42
And what would this world be without the wee folk? I shudder to think!
03/03/2013 at 00:26
‘T’would not be the same, for sure, for sure
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