"elfs" poems
ohhhhh..... santa be good to me this year
ohhhhh..... santa i love your fluffy beard
ohhhhh..... santa i sent you my big list
ohhhhh..... santa i sealed it with a kiss
on Christmas eve the big man knew he had a job to do
he'd worked all year to fill his sacks and bring some Christmas cheer
his elfs and freinds had wrapped and wrapped until it was all done
now santa's night is nearly here its time to have some fun
ohhhhh..... santa be good to me this year
ohhhhh..... santa i love your fluffy beard
ohhhhh..... santa i sent you my big list
ohhhhh..... santa i sealed it with a kiss
Now children listen did you do good and be a star shine bright
Now children listen did you do good so santa comes tonight
he knows you know the ones that show a love and care for him
its santa's secret so he says ....rudolph lets begin
ohhhhh..... santa be good to me this year
ohhhhh..... santa i love your fluffy beard
ohhhhh..... santa i sent you my big list
ohhhhh..... santa i sealed it with a kiss
** ** ** a mince pie please as santa leaves his sack
and dont forget the reindeers food or we wont be back
a tipple of sherry and a note ...saying thanks a lot
see ya next year santa says chimney up i pop
ohhhhh..... santa be good to me this year
ohhhhh..... santa dear i look
ohhhhh..... santa yes yes yes yes yes.. pressies all around
ohhhhh..... santa love ya lots and lots ..kissy kiss kiss kiss
Dec 10, 2011
Dec 10, 2011 at 1:14 AM UTC
Assembly, advice, never
white fiery sparks ignited
The shooting star, comet's
orange setting ensemble
Tasted like juicy melons
tender invisibility scents
Town wards were asleep
walking upfront the castle's
Dust mingled with powder
honeysuckle flower allured
Honeymoon to burst out of
White Elfs knee long silver hair
round Black Elk's belly caressed
Pixie had Mahogany Henna Hue
red tongue and bluish evanescent
Saga of White Elf and Black Elk
meeting Honeymoon Pixie Dust
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 3:34 PM UTC
dark skined men brave yet hated
anger wound up beneath the skin
rightous and heroic
kindredly spireted
elfs related to these people
leaving their homeland for few more gold
frost they are not used to
summer there homeland holds.
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 6:51 AM UTC
i will make a potion,
and put it in your drink,
you will loose your motion,
you will stop to think!
i will take you home,
and put you on my shelf,
i have to do it all alone,
cuz santas elfs won't help!
i tried to talk to you
but you didn't want me there
now i have to nacrotize you
to get you to care!
i asked santa for you
but he didn't seem to care
i wass good all year too,
but that got me nowhere!
now i'll put you to sleep,
in a blink of an eye,
you'll be mine to keep,
for the end of the time!
so let's celebrate tonight,
for the best year yet to be,
as you sleep in decorative lights,
marry christmas to me!
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 2:37 PM UTC
I'm driving, hands on the yoke
I bought it by acting like One
But I dread every Monday
My eyes shoot missiles to the moon
Every night on Sunday
It's ok, let the bombs go off
Erase some of my misinformation
We're all in handcuffs anyway
But who's got the crooked stick
I'm flying, hands on the yoke
I was taught it by acting like One
But I dread every knock-knock joke
My co-pilot tells me as he eats
Blood oranges
It's ok, let the bombs go off
Erase some of my misinformation
We're all in handcuffs anyway
But who keeps beating me with wood
The death sales, the dead don't sell
How did it start, when did it sail
An all the ELFs have taken
The death ray off the shelf
So all our cells can scurry
Nov 22, 2011
Nov 22, 2011 at 6:56 PM UTC
lawn nowms are they alive are they elfs do they **** .Whats the pont of lawn noms.Noms are related to elfs.
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 12:15 PM UTC
In the realm of fantasy where imagination unfettered can wander free
is where I'll be,
should you wish to drop by
and call on me.
But
beware of hobgoblins under the trees,they'll tie you in knots and do just as they please.
Cats will chase mice and mice will eat cheese
but hobgoblins do neither
they just do as they please.
Oct 11, 2013
Oct 11, 2013 at 1:19 AM UTC
Do we choose to love
Or is that choice made from above
Do the stars and moon have to align
Or is it simply by design
Do elfs sprinkle us with fairies dust
Or do our phermones collide and combust
Do we instinctively recognize our soul mates
Or do we have date 100 mistakes
We can not demand love
We can not command love
We can stage seduction
We can mount a courtship
Illusions dancing together
But not love
Love is a force of nature
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 8:43 PM UTC
Im Happy I Am Me
DragonFlys & Trees
Magikal Forest
Beautiful Scenery
Angelic Energy
Dimensional Beings
Suround Me
Fairys From Under The Sun
On A Vine Dance And Sing
Swing Through Misty Creeks
Wings Shed Rain Of Pleasured
Joy
The Whispers Of The Spirtis
Are Beyond A Treasured Noise
Celtic Elfs
Tibetian Singing Bowls
Chassels On The Shelf
Happiness Blooms From Me
Roses And Flowers Resting
Gorgoeusly By The Creek
Theres A Gentle Hug From Breeze
Theres A Lady That Seems To Hear Then Appear To Anything We Need
Theres A Man That Cannot See And Can Not Stand But Knows The Way From Sea To Sea
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 9:13 PM UTC
Everything Is Turning Out The Way That It Needs To Be
Wet Sand Leads To The Sea
When It's Time To Leave
Spirit Friends Care For Me
When My Body Decays
Light The Rays Please
Dont Burry Me
Trance Gaze As I Trancend Travel Planes
I Lead The Battle With Love
& Dove Wings
Angels All Around Me
Poetry Under A Poets Tree
Profound Dreams
Underneath The Roots So Deep
Where Soil Sleeps
Fairys & I Have A Mighty Feasts
Giants Have Mighty Fight
Elfs Have Shiny Teeth
Romance Inside Of Me
BELIEF Is Key
I Manifest My Reality
Manifested My Sacred
Precious Dreams
I Look Out My Window
At Birds On Trees
Then The Grass Then Ask What Do They Like & See
Peter Pan Healing Hands
I Am Me
Roots Run Deep
May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 10:01 PM UTC
"Once upon a time, there was a queen,
Beauty admired her all existing being,
Generous and lovable and caring she was,
Once upon a time, there was someone as her" said Mrs Brown,
and stopped for a brief,
The kids were all gazing with a wondrous relief,
"Once upon a time.." She went off to say,
A story of beauty, and fairies and elfs,
Who can love you all day.
Who can love you all day.
And then when she said of wolves and dark doubts,
The children were listening but making face pouts,
But then when she said-"that there was Prince Red, who was but brave and saved all of that town...."
The children were going all like-"and then what Mrs Brown?
And then what Mrs Brown?"
And like all other stories she then well said-
"Happily ever after, with our queen and prince red.
The town was now green with hopes and new dreams,
Wolves were all gone,
And love was in air,
Everyone lived so happily over there.."
The children were smiling and laughing like skies,
The children went home with hope in their eyes,
But Mrs Brown knew, that the story was false,
Since when they would grow, there would be only wolves and dark doubts.
She was but hiding the mask of all truth,
She knew it well, that reality "ain't good."
But all that she knew,
And all what she did,
Was To instill a moment of hope in a brief.
The children would grow,
One would be queen, and one would be Red,
Some would be wolves and some would be afraid of fear and all dread,
Some would be good, and some would be bad,
The truth in all ways, would be no ones are glad.
They would be just there, between this and all that.
They would be grown ups, who would be standing between,
The conception of bad and the conception of good,
They would be grown ups to think-
"I but just could...
And I but just should..?"
Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 5:32 AM UTC