Poetry: Fairy Tale

Fairy Tale
–Ron Padgett
From You Nev­er Know

The lit­tle elf is dressed in a flop­py cap
and he has a big rosy nose and flar­ing white eyebrows
with short legs and a jaun­ty step, though sometimes
he glides across an invis­i­ble pond with a bon­fire glow on his cheeks:
it is north­ern Europe in the nine­teenth cen­tu­ry and people
are strolling around Copen­hagen in the late afternoon,
most­ly towns­peo­ple on their way somewhere,
per­haps to an ear­ly col­la­tion of smoked fish, rye bread, and cheese,
washed down with a dark beer: ha ha, I have eat­en this excel­lent meal
and now I will smoke a lit­tle bit and sit back and stare down
at the gold­en gleam of my watch fob against the coarse dark wool of my vest,
and I will smile with a hideous con­tent­ment, because I am an evil man,
and tonight I will do some­thing evil in this city!

Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
Posts created 4247

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Related Posts

Begin typing your search term above and press enter to search. Press ESC to cancel.

Back To Top