Fairies Poems
Fairies and Pixies
by Tammy Darby
Fairies are not composed of all beauty and ethereal gossamer wings
That live in dark hidden glens and sing bewitching songs
It is whispered by those brave enough to roam mythical forests
You can often hear fluttering sounds
and chanting until the sunrise, bright and gold
I was said by the Gervase of Tilbury
They first resided in England its territory being large
Flew across the channel and settled quite nicely in Killarney
Upon hearing the legends of the splendid Irish lands
......
Magic in the Forest
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
A summer sun shines steadily on such spicy scented scenery,
As forest fairies frolick frivolously amidst full greenery.
Birds butterflies bees and blooms waft blissfully beautiful,
Making more memorable magic, on the mad mornings so musical!
The wild wondrous whimsicality arises when none's watchful,
So there's no tangible testimony to these totally bashful.
However, historically hidden in the habitual jade habitat,
Fabled fairies frequent sun faceted forests secrets intact!
Ode to Air Horns and Orb Rest
by Autumn George
Oh, to think on how much you love me!
Your brown orbs full of sunlight and smiles
The sparkle on the corner of your mouth
The way the water runs on the grass
The sound of your voice, the rushing of the river
Your laugh echoes in the forest of my soul
And you hold me in the best parts,
The best parts of my dreams.
......
Fairies
by Max Kwoa
Impish little fairies like crisps and yellow boots,
but who could blame them.
Lounging in our realm,
while our almighty vigilance slowly reboots.
(from Kwoa's ~naive~ World Trip)
Ode to Air Horns and Orb Rest
by Autumn George
Oh, to think on how much you love me!
Your brown orbs full of sunlight and smiles
The sparkle on the corner of your mouth
The way the water runs on the grass
The sound of your voice, the rushing of the river
Your laugh echoes in the forest of my soul
And you hold me in the best parts,
The best parts of my dreams.
......
Magic in the Forest
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
A summer sun shines steadily on such spicy scented scenery,
As forest fairies frolick frivolously amidst full greenery.
Birds butterflies bees and blooms waft blissfully beautiful,
Making more memorable magic, on the mad mornings so musical!
The wild wondrous whimsicality arises when none's watchful,
So there's no tangible testimony to these totally bashful.
However, historically hidden in the habitual jade habitat,
Fabled fairies frequent sun faceted forests secrets intact!
Fairies
by Max Kwoa
Impish little fairies like crisps and yellow boots,
but who could blame them.
Lounging in our realm,
while our almighty vigilance slowly reboots.
(from Kwoa's ~naive~ World Trip)
Fairies and Pixies
by Tammy Darby
Fairies are not composed of all beauty and ethereal gossamer wings
That live in dark hidden glens and sing bewitching songs
It is whispered by those brave enough to roam mythical forests
You can often hear fluttering sounds
and chanting until the sunrise, bright and gold
I was said by the Gervase of Tilbury
They first resided in England its territory being large
Flew across the channel and settled quite nicely in Killarney
Upon hearing the legends of the splendid Irish lands
......
