Sunday, 15 November 2026

Four Poems by Lynn White







Forest Dances


Spirits of the forest come dance with me

come swirl and twirl 

in your bleached bark robes

I see you there

in the bone white trees

come dance with me


on this black black night

bleak black and bare

hooded and hidden 

but black bare beneath

I see you move

in winter white trees

barely living 

and black as hell.


So spirits of the forest come dance for me

tonight.



First published in Dark Winter, September 25 2025




Homeless


I used to see them sitting

under their leafy roofs, 

those forest fairies

stitching their summer dresses

of poppy and mallow petals

with long silk threads 

as the smiling spiders spun.


I used to see them collecting

armfuls of meadow sweet

to stuff their nighttime mattresses,

making doorways in their new

toadstool homes with sharp stones.


But now the toadstools are growing

so quickly

and so tall, 

too tall 

for them.

They’re homeless now

and no one sees the homeless.


So no one sees fairies anymore.



First published in Medusa’s Kitchen Ekphrastic, August 15 2025




Rainy Day 



Is anyone watching

from the towers

I wonder.

I can’t see.

I can’t tell

if I’m being watched.

The drizzly, misty rain

is shrouding me

in a fog of fear.


I can’t breathe.


Can’t take the deep breaths

I need

to forestall the rising

panic.


It’s such a pretty scene.

I try to focus on it.

Try to see the calming colours.

But the towers loom ominous.

They worry me

so much


I can’t breathe.



First published  by Fresh Words in Contemporary Poems Anthology, December 2022




Moon Stones


They’re hanging like baubles

milky moonstone gems

full moon shapes in the snow

frosty footballs 

of light and shade

shining

lighting 

up the trees

on a wintry night

making a frosty forest

off shiny gems

full moon shapes

like fairy lights

showing a way

through the forest

showing a way

to capture

a dream.



First published in Moon Stones, Four Feathers Press, June 2024









Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She has been nominated for Pushcarts, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. 


https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077/

 

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Four Poems by Lynn White

Forest Dances Spirits of the forest come dance with me come swirl and twirl   in your bleached bark robes I see you there in the bone white ...