A Fairy Is Born

Blow the bubbles, 

And look carefully 

Can you see 

The delicate wing of a little fairy ?

For every time a bubble is created 

The mummy fairies giggle,all excited 

Cos they have waited and waited, 

For the magical soapy bubbles to be sighted !

Look at the bubbles can't you see 

The birthing of a tiny fairy 

      The rainbow colours dancing in the light 

Are the tiny wings of a little sprite!

So blowing bubbles isn't just for fun 

It's the start of a fairies life 

 That's only just begun 

So blow your bubbles and you will see 

The tiny delicate wings, 

Of a brand new fairy! 

Submitted to Bluebell Books  Story Slam 

A Colourful Life

A Colourful Life 

Natasha Head

Colours fill my mind,
Memories and experiences
My history in design.

Colours fill my life,
  As a mother, wife and lover,
Psychedelia runs rife

Colours are my being,
Inhabiting me within,
Kicking insecurities fleeing.

Colours make our world
Cultures and nature an artists pallet,
Mixed together in a harmonious swirl.

The world is our art
Vandalised only by the human race
A montage of peace,
 Should be our start !  

Submitted to In Tandem  with A picture courtesy of Natasha Head