‘fairy dust’ by Captain B

fairy dust

she’s spritely
keeps her hair short like many a pixie would
i’ve glimpsed her a few times out of the corner of my eye
haven’t yet caught up with her
she’s quick and spry and can fly
she’s a fairy

i have to take care in my approach
even when her wings are folded
she leaves no tracks on the snowy ground
i wouldn’t want to corner her
but if i could somehow get ahead enough
to walk the path in an opposite direction
to bring about a face-to-face encounter
i may just have a little luck

till then
i’m working on brooding, brutish and heavy steps
and to do away with them
she could tell me the tales i’ve been aching to hear
and take me to the places i’ve longed to visit


Captain B. Seafarer. Lover of shore leave. Collector of heads. Disseminator of tales. Twitter: @NPeligeiro