Another Romp Through Fantasy
When heliotrope blooms in spring
All around the faery ring,
So does the nettle bush sting
When fools walk asunder.
Fox-kith and –kits will run
When hunters begin their fun,
All will fly beneath the sun
We falsely worshiped under.
Like is like and love is naught
To those whose jealousies have sought
The blades of power Elven-wrought
Beneath a Cheshire moon.
Lord of Rings, of Flies, of hearts,
Of the overzealous tarts
Who've broken across the ramparts
As Charlotte sings her simple tune…
I'll have to check, but this is a continuation of one of my Riddles selections, taking up where that one left off with elements from some of my favorite books. Obviously, the Lord of the Rings, Through the Looking Glass, and Charlotte's Web are a part of this, but also are the little known Treasure at the Heart of the Tanglewood, Bardic Voices, and The Dragon Quartet. Granted…I'm not assuming that you've all read those books, but if you know of them, then my work is done.