Dutchman’s Breeches
by Marjorie Kahl Lawrence
The fairies washed their panties
And hung them up to dry.
Who else could wear
So small a pair?
I’m sure not you nor I.
They’re made of finest satin
And trimmed with yellow lace,
That the fairies hung
The leaves among
In this secluded place.
And if I hadn’t spied them
I never would have known
What fairies wore
(And never tore)
Beneath a gossamer gown.
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Photo ©2013, Jen Payne
They look like little bells. I can almost hear the chimes they’d make. :-)
: )
Makes me think of the work of all the artists who create the Wee Fairie Village at the Florence Griswold Museum in Old Lyme every year. Just delightful, though I’ve never seen a clothesline there hung with breeches as captivating as these!
I have not seen the Wee Fairie Village in person – only photos – but what a delight! These would surely fit right in!
Really amazing flowers, and a poem to match.
Jim
It’s so much fun to search for quotes and poems specific to these little gems – like kindred spirits.
A funny poem for a funny flower!
Well matched. You do photograph these with love and skill.
It’s so much fun to keep an eye out for them and then find the perfect angle – to show their best side? : )
I love the idea that they are fairy panties! lol
Me too!