Fairy

 



Enchanted Woods - Kieran Gonsalves (c) 2025

Into the enchanted woods, deep 'n dark
I ventured one morning, up with the lark
When all of a sudden, what should I hear?
Sweet, soft sounds meandering in my ear
Like Circe's sirens, it lured me in deeper 'n deeper
Voila! A fairy in glistening gossamer on a creeper? 
Swish! A flutter of wings ... then nary a sound 
I found myself all alone, with no one around
Just her lilting flute etched in my memory 
Either that or the woods playing tricks on me

Footnote: This artwork and poem are my composition


Comments

Anonymous said…
Enchanting!! (A dear friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
I wood say so 😊 - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Beautiful...the painting and the poem..well done!!! (An artistic friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Thank you, Ajay. The blooms are very reminiscent of Laburnum (Laburnum anagyroides) - the common gold chain tree with long fragrant yellow blooms - just flowers no leaves - Kieran
Anonymous said…
πŸ˜πŸ‘Œ (A friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
🧚 … that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. πŸ˜‡ - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Beautiful Kieran
Painting and poetry as wellπŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ (A dear relative on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Thanks Wendy. I usually start the artwork with an idea - in this case a fairy playing a flute. I love Laburnum in bloom, so that became the setting.
The poem was a complete afterthought once the artwork was done
I did add a gossamer touch to her dress once the poem was completed
All very organic and spontaneous
Glad you liked it - Kieran
Anonymous said…
πŸ€— wah! wah!! (A very dear friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
I tell you it was a fairy 🧚 , but you think anybody believes me? I sure you do πŸ˜… - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Love it (A friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Do you remember the Laburnum trees with yellow bloom usually in the Monsoon? That’s what I was thinking of - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Kieran, that Laburnum is my favorite. Along with Jacaranda. (Reply to above comment on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Ah yes. Both dripping with blossoms sans leaves - magical. Like a fairytale πŸ₯° - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Wow ! Super πŸ’― (A classmate on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Thanks @⁨~Dhruv Sharma⁩ - this is my composition. Started off with memories of Laburnum in full bloom (we had a tree in our front yard). The fairy playing a flute πŸͺˆ seemed a nice touch
Once the artwork was done, the poem sort of just flowed naturally
I added a gossamer touch to the fairy’s dress to match the poem
That’s how it went down. It’s always spontaneous and organic - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Great poetry skills. Loved the detail you put in the wings and leaves .One could feel her presence . (A dear friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Thank you, Omega. The yellow blooms of Laburnums that are so profuse in monsoon inspired this artwork - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Wow! Kieran you are becoming a great artist and poet! Very niceπŸ˜πŸ‘πŸ» (A friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Totally whimsical. The artwork informed the poem which made me update the artwork (I added the gossamer touch to her dress). Interesting how it all came together
Glad you liked it - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Kieran your art work was good but your poem was much,much better.Good for you Kieran.!!!!!πŸ‘ (A dear friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
I am glad you like the poem. The artwork informs the poem. No painting, no poem. - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Ah touching!
Poem as much as the painting. (A dear friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Sometimes the unexpected happens, as Frost said, when one takes the less traveled road. Glad you liked it - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Both painting and poem meld into an exquisite combination. One of your best and most personal works...πŸ‘πŸΌπŸ‘πŸΌπŸ™πŸΌ (A very dear friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Yes, I was surprised with how many people liked this. Truth be told, I started off picturing a fairy playing a flute in a floral setting. Yellow Laburnums which used to bloom during monsoons of our home in Poona were a natural choice. The sketch of the fairy came quickly but I wasn’t planning a poem. I let the painting dry and as I went about my chores a few rhymes popped into my head. I studied the painting and let the poem take shape. After coming up with the ‘glistening gossamer’ phrase, I updated the painting to add what I perceived to be wispy gossamer threads. It was quite a spontaneous and organic process. And now you know why they seem so intertwined - Kieran

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