The Colpexies of Colmers Hill

 

With its iconical conical shape and crown of nine perching pines

Colmers Hill has long been known, since golden, olden times,

As a favoured place for festivities of the faerie folk:

The Little People, The Good Neighbours, The Shining Ones, The Others…

All dressed in red and green, with feathers in their caps,

But rarely seen as they make merry on hallowed hilltops

At special, spiritual times of year, such as Beltain and Midsummer’s Eve,

When God-fearing folk believe it’s wiser and safer to stay inside,

With salt sprinkled on the doorway, for fear of being pixy-led:

Involuntarily taken on a dangerous dance; a dalliance with doom!

And of all the varied array of faerie folk the most secretive and shy,

Hardly ever caught by human eye, are the Colpexies -

Digging and picking in the sandstone sides of Dorset’s hidden holloways.

And perhaps you've seen their strange symbols and stone-carved runes,

Or perchance you’ve found one of their dislocated digits -

Colpexies' Fingers - which those of rational, reductive minds call Belemnites.

Great good luck for those who find their fingers – wealth and health and lustrous long life;

But the Colpexies are tricksy, treacherous folk, not to be taken lightly or joked about,

And to interfere with their habitations is to invite trouble into your own home.

So be warned and beware: lest you find yourself bewitched and betwixt...
...this world and the Others' world!