The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

Waltz of the Winter Aconites

Listen to Fliss ...
Would you like to go wandering down in the woods
where there’s shelter from February breeze,
in the hedgehog and badger and bird neighbourhoods,
and among all the Winter-bare trees?

Pack a picnic, perhaps, with a flask for some soup,
and start out to the ash-and-oak grove;
we shall meet you here, mingling in glad golden group,
freshly sprung from the earth’s treasure trove.

Please don’t sit on us, pick us or eat us all up –
though we’re pretty, we’re poisonous too!
Simply smile at us, shining like stars, while you sup,
before Spring sounds her bells in bright blue.

About the Writer

Felicity Teague

Felicity Teague (Fliss for short) has a very serious job in publishing and enjoys writing poems during her playtime. Her poetry has appeared in a number of journals, including The HyperTexts, Snakeskin and The Ekphrastic Review. From 2014 to 2016, she was Poet-in-Residence of Happenstance Border Morris, a Morris dancing group in Winchcombe, Gloucestershire. She also enjoys art, birdwatching, films, music and photography, and she loves guinea pigs!