pixie childe

she lay awake
’til the break of dawn
and watch
as fairies
tuck themselves
away in corners
among the dust
then she closes her eyes
and dreams

tall grass
dip’t in dew
glistens in the light
of sparks sprinkled
from fairy wands
the prism’d rainbows
arc ‘cross black sky
cut by lightning
rendering sleep
unfathom’d