Thursday, October 10, 2013

The LaSt LeaF fALLS

 
 
 
 



 
 
 
 
The Last Leaf falls,
and the Makers begin their weaving of the Moss Thread.
The looms of the Oak branches, bent with the weight, woven with Moss, spider webs, and Moonlight, yield a fabric of Magic.
You should see them there,
shuttles flying,
Fireflies flying,
bats flying.
A Night Heron eyes their work, feet ankle deep in the mossy creek,
a curious spectator.
If you are lucky, you will see the remains in the woods where they have worked,
lichen covering the rocky places.
Moss sponging the rotted wood.
Here is the MossThread Night Fey.
A weaver of the Moss Thread Magic.
She is made of Muslin and has a collaged dress of bits and bobs. Her wings are printed velveteen and MossThread. She is 15.5 inches tall.

4 comments:

DollZandThingZ said...

A magical tale...and so very much like New England. She is as lovely as your words.

Createology said...

Beautiful Fairy and her story is very sweet. Creative Joy...

Belladonna said...

I'm absolutely amazed by your talent and imagination!

coralcottage said...

Your words transport me to a lovely place where your magical works live. Thank you, Best, Kim