"faries" poems
Oct 12th 2016: The day filled with beautiful beautiful oranges after the passing of a horrible storm.. I suppose God paints these oranges in the sky and atmosphere as a starting point for the relax time that has been long overdue.. "I'll just color it all orange for now and rest the colors.." My brother and I found it a perfect time to pull out the bikes and ride in the cool the storm has left for us on these hot summer days.. And of course its time to ride through those huge lake puddles on the road!
After a day of bike surfing we both rode home with hamburgers on our minds!! The sun was setting and the night was being born.. We rode in right before dark.. Our mom made us the most awesome cheese burgers! After we ate we went into our room to get down on some videogames.. Both our phones were going crazy with notifications and we both decided to see what all the fuss was about..
The first thing we saw was pics of the moon.. At first I thought they were a different moon but it turns out it was ours.. We both went outside to see and sure enough our moon had changed.. It was a bit darker colored and had a strange glow to it.. The next strange thing was that the sun was starting to rise again! Only it was rising in the west were it had set before!
The news was going crazy with this as people started to panic everywhere.. Some experts on t.v shows said that we were looking at the otherside of the moon.. Through out the month there were videos poping up on facebook of people doing strange things.. There was a kid in a town not far from here that could turn himself into a bird.. New flowers were starting to grow, flowers never seen before.. Strange things were happening..
Videos were pouring in on all the new things being found throughout the world.. Some sisters in japan found some faries flying around a river.. A family found a colony of little people in and around the mushrooms growing in the back yard.. Many strange shrines were also appearing.. This day is now called, " The turning of the moon."
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC
*Star light, star bright,
The first star I see tonight;
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight*
Star light, Star bright,
Why have you failed me tonight
I wished with all my might
Begging for this wish tonight.
My innocence has washed away
The childish wonder
has lost its luster
fading into the dark night sky
Reality has kicked in
Time to grow up
Can't be the next peter pan
Can't live among the stars any longer.
Children are believing no more
Faries, mermaids, and all the glamour.
Pirates, Treaure, Damsels in destress,
children are forgetting, turning their backs
Those wishing stars have shattered
Falling to Earth like meteors.
Their twinkle has fizzeled out
Their magic blowing away in space.
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 12:55 PM UTC
Hush, don't you cry little child
your mommy will comfort you
Reality will crush you!
believe the puppet masters
they hide the truth from your sweet innocent eyes
to shelter you from the reality inside
Hush now child, dream about dancing faries
and becoming a princess
a princess bride
your Prince Charming will rescue you
from the gunshots and rapists
and thieves of hearts
drunken ******** that lie
Car crashes, gang violence
your savior will protect you!
Just pray to him
and pay your 10% in pentanence
The priest likes little boys
because he is married to god
when his animal instincts awake
You are his outlet
Go to sleep now, little one
Fuzzy dinosaurs will dance with you
and sing lullabys
while Daddy struggles with debt
Alcohol is daddy's friend
Daddy needs to escape this reality
THC in me
Daddy passes out
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 11:26 PM UTC
~
Darker than black
Sweeter than barries
More magic than faries
You're a black mamba baby
Poisonous and timid
But wild
And that look in your eyes is so loud
Howling like a beast
Eat me up like a feast
Your vains are black
Filled with the ink
Used for scripting your bad dreams
You and I are two black souls
An unbeatable team
Some say you aren't right for me
And I'd say that's true
But honey it's been a long time since i've followed rules
~
E.P
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 9:08 PM UTC
My Beloved,
Let's meet in meadows of yellow shiny buttercups,
dandelions,daises,lilacs and coloured butterflies,
Let's run till dusk in threaded fields of hundred golden wheats,
lay down under the little lantern light of million fire flies.
Let's hold hands and walk in parks,sit on a wooden bench,
and make a rainbow wish upon the destined shooting stars,
Let's dance cheek to cheek,bathe naked beneath water falls,
and watch enchanting faries use their magic glittered wands,
As feathered silk white swans pirhouette in sparkling streams,
as we get lost in secret casting spells of everlasting melodies.
Let's wake up to the music of a golden harped string fire ball,
warming our blue skies ,with every early rooster's dawn.
Lets run to open fields,to the shade of old mulberry trees,
Make a picnic on a carpet made of crispy bronzing leaves,
share a velvet peach,and eat pulped ripe strawberries,
taste red satin cherries, as woodpeckers drum their beats.
Let's write the sweetest verse and many loving words,
listen to the sound of waltzing crickets and chirping little birds.
and when the sun go sleeping,the crescent moon starts peeping,
in the ebony black sky,Its then we realise there are billion miles
of distance between the 'You and 'i',It is there I find your heart,
as your heart searches for mine,in the place of never ending time.
It is our special place,where whispered thoughts join in one space,
where my blood pumps your ardent name, deeply in my veins.
It is the cherished place, where we travel, in many many ways,
It is the place we live and love as one,yet not seeing face to face.
Nov 22, 2010
Nov 22, 2010 at 4:34 AM UTC
Can you see? Can you see?!
Where the Faye roam free,
Where the earth and the sky are one in the night.
Can you see, can you see?
Where the Faries fly free,
And dance in the light of the moon shining bright.
Can you hear? Can you hear?!
The laughter of the lutes,and the songs of the Stars.
As they pull you to their world, too enchanted to run.
Can you hear, Can you hear?
The songs of the Sirens trying to beguile,
And the tunes of the Naiads calling you to drown,
Into the depths of the water, of which they both ware the Crown.
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
Gather round and listen to my stories of of yesteryears, of dragons in the mountains and mermaids on the shore
Yes, these tales are true, I saw a mermaid once as she lay upon the sand, instead of legs a fishes tail in colours of every hue
Ah yes tis also true that I once entered s dragons dark lair, his eyes were like firery brimstone, the foul stench of his breath filled the air
My friends gather round a bit closer while I tell you of things in the night, I once watched five faries dancing, like fire flies lighting the dark
Now have any of you seen a unicorn? Pure white, a single horn on his head. Well I was lucky enough one to ride one. The first man ever to mount that wild beast
OK, so you think my words are the words of a fanciful fool but I have suffered from the dragon and yes, bruises when from the unicorns back I did fall
I've heard the mermaid singing sweet love songs, her songs floating out cross the sea. I've seen the dragons souring on leather wings as they float cross the sky
In my pocket a scale from the mermaids tail and a scale from the dragons dark lair. Round my neck hangs a cord that I braided. Braided from unicorns hair
My friends these stories I tell you, every word I've told you is true, I would never cheat or deceive you, with tales from my yesteryears
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 2:52 PM UTC
Faries live in the hawthorn,
Gnomes live under rocks,
Trolls stay under bridges,
And nessie’s stay in the Loughs.
Pookas come close to farmers,
Changlings come to babes,
Spirits in the mirrors,
Kelpies in the waves.
The little folk are trouble,
In the heat they bring the cold,
They trick the weary traveler,
With pots of magic gold.
They whisper on the breeze,
While hidden in the mist,
Without them doing anything,
Remind you they exist.
They write about themselves,
So we don’t think they’re real,
They carved the lines in oghm,
magic words in ancient ghael.
Yet still we leave them gifts,
Bits of whisky & pooka’s share,
We have never ever seen one,
Yet we know that they are there.
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 2:11 AM UTC
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May 10, 2011
May 10, 2011 at 9:59 AM UTC
Lying here watching
All the clouds going by
I can't think of
Any better days.
~I see a unicorn~
Don't tell me that
They don't exist
Because I know they do.
~Theres a mermaid~
I've seen her before,
Swimming in the lake
And drifting through
My beautiful mind.
~Ooh twin faries~
Maybe they will
Grant me a wish.
~My favorite, the phoenix~
The soft green grass
And brilliant baby blue sky
Dotted with these friends
Are the perfect companions
For a gorgeous day...
I think I'll be back tomorrow.
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 7:28 PM UTC
Where mountins are tall and river are wide,
Where mermaids swim and faries hide,
Where princesses live and dragons roar,
Where spirits dance and phoenixes soar,
Where everyone's happy and no one cries,
Where there is no pain and dreams dont lie,
I don't live in that world of fantasy,
That world of fantasy lives in me.
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 10:50 AM UTC
her face a world all its own
eyes of chocolate earth, full of stars and moons, comets and constellations. betwiching and bedazzling
Hair a red waterfull of love cascading down, lightdances through this red river like a thousand playfull faries, painting shades of passion, and tones of joy, your hair sings a love song to me, a harp made from a thousand red strands, plucking a silent melody heard only by my quiet heart.
lips a seductive dance, played out by passion and desire, how many hidden secrets do they hold. every word spoken a dazzling tango. if only my lips could dance with yours, this dance is kiss and a kiss is everlasting bliss.
Oct 26, 2011
Oct 26, 2011 at 6:18 AM UTC
I am lost in a world where griffins fly and the faries flutter through the trees,
I am lost in a world where mermaids inhabit the lake,
where dragons are curled around mountains and magic is complete real
I am lost in a world where I am free, a prince/ss that does not need saving because I have saved myself
I am lost in my own mind,
so please, do not disturb
Oct 5, 2017
Oct 5, 2017 at 12:12 PM UTC
Yes, it is true
I once believed that I loved you
Just as I once believed in faries
Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 1:46 AM UTC
Her eyes were cast from the colors of the blue faries of lost tales and her hair was made from the soft flames that forged the first poems of love
She was the the beauty of the smile of truth and the pure madness of dreams of desire
Her voice held the gift of kindness and the gentle warmth of compassion and grace
And he was a lonely word that could only love her while trapped on a page of a story to never be read
May 7, 2017
May 7, 2017 at 4:53 AM UTC
In my fairy garden
the bubbles fly so high
they blow into the atmosphere
and neutralise the sky
My fairy bubbles help my skin
they soften and they glow
they transmutate the sea-life
till extinction bids them "Go"
My lovely fairy bubbles
take my washday blues away
they saunter down my plughole
and drift into the bay
They poison and they modify
with each outgoing tide
They brighten up the logos
in the land of paranoid
Well my whites are so much whiter
since I bought my fairy friend
I give no **** for politics
I flush it round the bend
My clothes must be the cleanest
like the ones on my T.V.
A speck of dust a fleck of mud
is social leprosy
So lets all use our faries
and wash our blues away
let's forget about the ocean
and the price that we must pay
As the sea-life gets much rarer
from the toxic fairy sludge
ask yourself some questions
give your conscience a little nudge
This is the land of plenty
for all and not just one
Your cleaning and your preening
are blotting out the sun
"......for hands that do dishes
may one day grab your throat....
....buy Mind-Need-Fancy-Snake-Piss....."
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 7:51 AM UTC
If you're going to love someone, love them completely and madly and give them the entirety of your heart and fill that heart with the true song of love and sew wings on its back and let your love soar freely and bravely and let it block out the sun and comfort the aches of the moon and let its every beat lay down a brick to build a road that will out last time itself
Do all of this and more
Otherwise all your "I Love You" 's are nothing more than an empty breath and a shallow action, the poor reading of a fairy tale full of more woe than wonder, more faries of ill intent than dragons of light and hope, a story destined to end in sobs and heartache and tragedy
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 2:35 AM UTC
they flew together
hoping
never to look back
dreams aligned to face
the roller-coaster of life
they chased the winds of pleasure
two women and a dream
they embraced the love of nature
their souls purified with melody
all they had
and all they needed
each other and nothing else
dancing on the way
like faries of the sunshine
embracing love
embracing pain
passing yellow flowers
towards the hill of destiny
laughing
smiling
crying
two women
lovers
free
Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC
She is the soft sultry perfection of beauty
and has the charm and seduction of poetry
from forbidden realms
and he wants to read every word waiting in the blood of her kiss
and trace every slow syllable
of lust and pleasure echoing from her throart
her heart beat is the song the gods make sacrifices too
her skin is the silk canvas of loves endless dreams
her eyes could swallow the sun
and outshine every star of the night
the curves of her hips and ******* and smile
make every moon blue and envious
she teaches fire to dance
and faries the art of mischief
she is neither here or there
and is always part
of anything that is beautiful
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 11:28 PM UTC
Twinkle shining grace
Butterflies whispy lace
Unicorns, faries, and stormy seas
Contemplative yous and mes
Star shine, moon, and
Lemondrop lace
Sail our ship all over the place
Laughter and giggles and filling with glee
Sadness, darkness,
Scraped up knee
Heart tug, lady bug
Someone pulling out the rug
Space junk, rock punk
And Billy the Kid
History, horses
Heartbreaking divorces
College courses, too
Don't forget about
The heartbreak of me and you
I think I've got it covered
The poem is done, of course
Anything I add now
I would just have to force
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 2:46 PM UTC
She keeps a feather in her copy of Peter Pan to bookmark the chapter "Do you belive in faries" so she can always remember love and magic are only difficult if you stop believing
May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 6:17 PM UTC