enid blyton | Poems and Petals

The best book I ever read was the Enchanted Wood by Enid Blyton. She spoilt reading for me because no other book could live up to Silky and Moon-Face and the unfortunately named Jo, Bessie and Fannie not forgetting cousin Dick.

I lived in the home of Moon-Face, could hear the clanging of Saucepan-Man, and could feel the soft, shining hair of Silky.

And I loved the worlds at the top of the tree. How they never stood still. Sometimes magical, sometimes scary, sometimes exciting, sometime peaceful, always moving, never standing still.

I think of the changing worlds of our life. The seasons that pass. And sometimes they are scary. And frightening. And exciting. And enchanted.

And hopefully, maybe, everything will be okay.

Unfortunately I gave my very favorite book of all time to my niece to read when she was a little girl and so I don’t have it anymore. Which would be the Enchanted Wood. But never fear, I still have number 2 and 3 in my grubby paws. I would be Silky for the day and be a fairy, spending my time with moonface and meeting saucepan man and all the folk of the faraway tree. And of course exploring the world at the top of the tree. Hopefully it would be a candy-land, with ice-cream and milkshakes thrown in. Now that would be a dreamy, heavenly day!

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Storybook Day.”

You have to spend one day as or with your favorite fictional character. Which one would it be and what would you do?

Thanks for sending this prompt suggestion, nonsmokingladybug!