Rings Of Daisies And Agarics

“i know you’re gonna meet someone someday

who’s in the right place in life for you 

and you will make them so happy.

it will be hard for me…

but i’ll be cheering you both on

because you deserve that.”

The issue with letting a faerie take your verdant shades off

Is that they might just decide to wear them 

And be more than just fit like a daydream

That it might just make them remember how unsure they are

Unsure of how to let the unresolved go

Amongst the hawthorns and Irish oaks

Tucked away in the oversaturated corners of the unknown 

A concentric ring of daisies and agarics resides

Where the Devil churns his milk from time to time

Where wyrms have slept and rested their scorched tails

Surrounding a lamented, perished patch of sod and moss

The morning dew of the neighboring turf has shifted

For the ring of faeries was wholly disturbed

As the faeries dance no more

With the everlasting whistling of the wind

To the one who spills and breaks the faeries’ circle

To the one who kindles bonfires on the eve of every May

An immeasurable impact was embroidered

In the short amount of time that flew

So the only thing that can be done while I’m still here

Is to find the absurdity in the friar’s lantern

“i really appreciate what we had

as i learned so much

and i am sorry that i am not in the right place for this.

because you really did make me so happy…

i am going to miss you. 

i’m sorry to hurt you like this.”

© Niklen 2/21/23