5. Poetry

Death of Sprites

Posted by ElshaHawk on February 15, 2021

The sun rose

on cold Autumn day

surprising busy sprites

Their ugly faces

and mischievous glances

belied their devilish delights

For they did not trick

nor steal, nor tamper

but wrongs they put to right

Targeted by evil fairies

caught one by one in traps

the world grew more polluted as they died

wonder and imagination

corrupted by tests and logic

fled the children’s minds

As adults they grew

less curious and less educated

Thus doomed themselves to vice

Published by ElshaHawk

Elsha Hawk is a center-brained, imaginative, pragmatist who errs on the side of optimism. She is a writer, mom, teacher, wife, and go-getter. She has dabbled in ebooks, researched marketing and promotion of herself, joined social media, and written both solo and with a co-author Eddie-Joe Young. She won the short story contest, "Write to Win", in Writer's Journal and was published in the Nov/Dec 2009 issue. She also published a short story in Eclectic Flash in the April 2010 issue. View all posts by ElshaHawk