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November 26, 2012
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To lash fuchsia
Is, to Future, stain a floral bed,
Whereby a billion butterflies
Embellished in a belle of white
Lay weary heads!
She's awoken with a morning
Tucked under a bang
All rise the hanging grapevines
And fruit veins
So compelling her to sing.
She sang:
"A nymph of forest
Forfeiting her needles
Such am I,
Pining for a fire to keep me
Oh so warm.
If the cool is wavered
And I heed what fire warned,
I shall sleep on with the seasons
Until butterflies are adorned
With their own beds."
Poem of a nymph sleeping on as winter approaches.

The title comes from her specific nymph type. She is a Dryad, a wood nymph. Mix that with the Pleiades nymphs and huzzah!

And yes, "Forfeiting her needles/Such am I/Pining for a fire to keep me/Oh so warm" is a pine tree pun. DOUBLE HUZZAH!
Lady-Luck03 Featured By Owner Dec 2, 2012  Professional Writer
This is such a beautiful piece. The imagery is just astounding. You can literally see everything described in the poem. Fantastic work and thanks for a great read.
Blindstar97 Featured By Owner Nov 28, 2012  Student Writer
Yesss I'm not the only one who goes huzzah... I feel validated!

Poor cold nymph... nice poem though! :)
VeiledPoet Featured By Owner Nov 28, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Huzzah is a champions word. And thanks! ^-^
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