A Faerie Offering

March 14, 2010 by catvibe

The First Crocus of Spring, by Cat Vibert

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As winter lifts her blanket from the earth

The faeries stir in caves beneath the ground

Amidst the yawns are greetings filled with mirth

As laughter melts the ice in joyous sounds

There’s Oberon awake and standing tall

He stretches to shake off the last of sleep

To Titania, still cold, he lends his shawl

Then turns to build a fire in the keep

The other faeries start to sing and dance

They whirl and swirl inside that stinking cave

Until one peeps her head out to advance

No longer to be chained as winter’s slave

Her magic tricks to please in offering

The opening of hearts to wild Spring

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March 14, 2010 by katrin

Ah i love it, the words for my feelings
Today my heart was open to wild spring
Thanks, from one fairy to another.
March 14, 2010 by katrin

Beautiful. feelings like that i express in my dancing today.
Thanks from one fairy to another.
March 14, 2010 by jozien

cat, i am trying to post from my other blog, as katrin
when it worked,you can delete some of my comments:)
March 14, 2010 by fiddlemn

CatV these are KEEPERS for me, the picture and the poem, both winners. Nope, of COURSE I will not publish either. But that picture will be my desktop background for a blong time…

Thank you, glad to be here with you.
PEACE!
March 14, 2010 by LunaJune

It knew it's beauty
nothing could contain it
from the cold earth
it thrust it's way up
into the sun
to absorb it's glow
March 14, 2010 by Sarah Hina

I'm so awed by that photo. It looks like a lantern floating on an underground stream…and yes, opening spring. Stunning, Cat.

Why is it that my favorite line of this delightful poem was, “They whirl and swirl inside that stinking cave”? I got the biggest smile from it–probably because it felt as playful and irreverent as a faerie poem ought. And the whole thing danced with such a joyful cadence. It felt like a stretch and awakening–not from the dream, but from the cold reality of winter.

Give me your hands if we be friends! We all need to let our Puck out.
March 15, 2010 by margaretmunich

Cat your photo is soooo magnificent! It glows with warm and hope after the long cold winter.
I can hear the clear laughter of the faeries in your lines. It sounds so joyful and playful. Just what we're all waiting for. Lovely!
March 15, 2010 by bdd44m5

and there and that is one faerie we have been waiting long on.
March 16, 2010 by Nevine

Cat, that's an absolutely gorgeous photo, worked as only Cat's hands know how to work something. And your poem carries inside it the very spirit of spring. Loved it!

Nevine
March 17, 2010 by catvibe

Thank you so much everyone! I feel like I’ve been in the stinking cave for so long that seeing that first crocus was as magical as I tried to make it look for you. ♡
March 17, 2010 by Little Girl Lost

Whoa!!! i had no idea you have a new blog! happy end-of-spring, cat
BTW, i ve posted. come see.
March 17, 2010 by Karen

Finally! Your sonnet has awakened my urge to break the bonds of this long winter! This is beautifully imagined and written.

Thanks for fixing the comment function so that I can put in my kudos!
March 22, 2010 by Rick

Oh my gosh, Cat! This was simply marvelous, both the photo and the poem!!
March 23, 2010 by Crafty Green Poet

magical!
March 23, 2010 by lena

What a beautiful painting, Cat! The poem is as always fantastic. We don’t have Spring here yet, but there are signs and it makes me feel a lot better. Can’t wait!
March 23, 2010 by travellingrants

i loved the poem and yes nice picture its simply awesome
March 23, 2010 by Etain

My fav topic……lovely displayed in words:)
March 25, 2010 by joaquin

i can almost smell the grass from here – beautiful and full of light!

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