Purple Dreams in Other Realms Continued For Contest

Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun; I must confess, she looked rather whimsical sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore ! “Oh my, oh my!” “A fairy with real wings who can fly!” I cried out loud “Why yes I am and yes I can,” The fairy said rather proud Her wings fluttered and fell blooms and dust The gold and lilac made me think “Catch and keep her, I must!” As I cupped my hands around her I felt a strange tingle The air around turned a purple blur And the fairy laughed with a jingle Before I knew where I was I hit the ground with a thump The soil was topped with a lavender fuzz I looked to see the fiendish fairy on a stump How can something so beautiful Be so mischievous Before I could question, on my shirt she pulled As we walked I felt rather nervous “What is this place,” “What did I do to deserve this?” I scrambled to say She halted her wings of lace Then turned to me with a grin to reply “This is my realm” “You tried to catch me but I caught you!” Just then we started to fly We flew to a huge purple elm Then inside, the sap stuck to me like glue I felt myself become smaller and smaller And the fairy seemed taller and taller There I was in a tiny birdcage All because of my greed I sat there for the rest of time without age In the purple realm, in the little birdcage I would dream and dream My life before I met the sprite The one the keeps me locked away in spite