Fantasy Poem

Water Sprites In Early Morning Mist

I wrote this about mythical water sprites. I have tried to write it in a delicate manner representative of the little ethereals to which it is about. I hope I have achieved that.

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Fret Not

Published by Family Friend Poems May 5, 2025 with permission of the Author.

Oblige me ye O little sprites,
Why is it so you fret?

I saw you flit your little wings,
In startle at my sight

Afar a voice! I heard you sing,
Your elfin songs that drew me

While morning mist upon your wings,
Leave rainbows as you flee

Your lucent light has dawn aglow,
As long the eddy rocks you go

Those limpid eyes so shiny bright,
Awake my heart with gladness

So fret not all ye little ones,
I'm only passing through

You've given to the morning mist,
A wondrous golden hue.

ABOUT THE POET:

Originally from Ireland. I came to New York in the late 80’s after high school. I have lived here since. I enjoy fly fishing and the outdoors. I enjoy traveling around the US and fishing its famed blue ribbon streams and rivers such as the Henry’s Fork, in Idaho, Missouri and Big Horn in Montana, and the Upper Delaware in the...

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