Fairy Poems
#fairies
Fairy poems, enchanting fantasy poetry about fairies. Narrative poems about tiny mythical beings including fairies, sprites, pixies and goblins. Fairies and alike are supernatural or spirit beings originating from European folklore. Here you can find imaginative poetry about fairies, their magical powers and their affinity with nature.
The Kiss Of Immorality
Abyss of a Vampire’s Embrace
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
Naynina pulled the BMW around the circular driveway. She rested the engine and withdrew the key. She opened the door and pushed it close. She hurried around the front of the vehicle to the passenger side. She opened the door.
Mordecai opened the door. He flashed over to the vehicle.
“I don’t know what happened.”
Mordecai did not acknowledge Naynina’s presence. He lifted Dracon’s body from out the SUV and hauled his body over his shoulder. His...
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
Naynina pulled the BMW around the circular driveway. She rested the engine and withdrew the key. She opened the door and pushed it close. She hurried around the front of the vehicle to the passenger side. She opened the door.
Mordecai opened the door. He flashed over to the vehicle.
“I don’t know what happened.”
Mordecai did not acknowledge Naynina’s presence. He lifted Dracon’s body from out the SUV and hauled his body over his shoulder. His...
#fairies
#vampires
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Irish Eamond
An old Irish man once told me......
A sweet spot is a place.
Where fairies pass over unseen.
Magic passes over too.
He looked like a sweet old fella. But!
Standing behind you, he'd cast spells.
Full of Jiggery pokery & clownish too.
A fan of Crowley & other bunkum.
Even now I miss the old fella,
Wish I'd been more relaxed, back then.
Listened to his tales of leprechauns.
Fairies pixies & puffs n stuff.
If someone asked him, so what do you do?
I'm a performing artist with a...
A sweet spot is a place.
Where fairies pass over unseen.
Magic passes over too.
He looked like a sweet old fella. But!
Standing behind you, he'd cast spells.
Full of Jiggery pokery & clownish too.
A fan of Crowley & other bunkum.
Even now I miss the old fella,
Wish I'd been more relaxed, back then.
Listened to his tales of leprechauns.
Fairies pixies & puffs n stuff.
If someone asked him, so what do you do?
I'm a performing artist with a...
#emotional
#fairies
#grief
#sea
#water
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Rescued By Butterflies
As the fairy lay floundering
Upon the sodden earth
Drowning
Then frowning
Glancing skywards
She witnessed what she thought
Was a swirling rainbow
Which began to hover all around her
As a multitude of butterflies
Of a myriad hues
Began to flap their wings
With such great energy
The fairiys' wings began to dry
And soon was able to fly
Caught within a soft, and silky Zephyr
As she pirouetted skywards
Into the sky, and beyond
Returning to that other place
Where the ethereals reside
by Jemia
Upon the sodden earth
Drowning
Then frowning
Glancing skywards
She witnessed what she thought
Was a swirling rainbow
Which began to hover all around her
As a multitude of butterflies
Of a myriad hues
Began to flap their wings
With such great energy
The fairiys' wings began to dry
And soon was able to fly
Caught within a soft, and silky Zephyr
As she pirouetted skywards
Into the sky, and beyond
Returning to that other place
Where the ethereals reside
by Jemia
#beauty
#butterfly
#dreams
#fairies
#nature
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Obscure
Take me away
To the land of Fae
And feed me
With weed, and mead
Take me away
To the land of fae
Where we can sow our seeds
Take me away
To the land of Fae
Where i can dream my dreams
Take me away
To the land of Fae
Where nothing is quite what it seems
by Jemia
To the land of Fae
And feed me
With weed, and mead
Take me away
To the land of fae
Where we can sow our seeds
Take me away
To the land of Fae
Where i can dream my dreams
Take me away
To the land of Fae
Where nothing is quite what it seems
by Jemia
#dreams
#escape
#fairies
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The Time Fairy
Her lifeless body
Lay stricken
Upon the bell tower
Her wings
Frayed, and broken
Her words lay on her dying lips
Unspoken
Chasing ghosts
Vanquished dreams
Lost hope
And a fragile heart
Beating a tentative beat
Delicate tears
Caress the saddened soul
No longer whole
Her lifeless body
Still upon the bell tower
Awaiting a burial of sorts
Time moved forward
The hands of the clock
Together, cast her asunder
She was lost to time
Yet became part of it
As her silken...
Lay stricken
Upon the bell tower
Her wings
Frayed, and broken
Her words lay on her dying lips
Unspoken
Chasing ghosts
Vanquished dreams
Lost hope
And a fragile heart
Beating a tentative beat
Delicate tears
Caress the saddened soul
No longer whole
Her lifeless body
Still upon the bell tower
Awaiting a burial of sorts
Time moved forward
The hands of the clock
Together, cast her asunder
She was lost to time
Yet became part of it
As her silken...
#fairies
#LifeAsAWriter
#sadness #tragedy
#sadness #tragedy
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Even Sweet Girls can be Bitter Princesses
The crown is mine, said the princess
in a voice as sweet as snow.
None can play in this kingdom now.
Not a step, not a sound, not a show...
Until she says so, until she lets it go.
With a smile she took her throne
beneath the sky’s golden glow.
Her decree echoed through the land
and all the games ceased to flow.
Until she says so, until she lets it go.
The court stood silent, eyes wide,
as the princess ruled the floor.
Her presence strong, undeniable.
Her will, they would not ignore.
Until she says...
in a voice as sweet as snow.
None can play in this kingdom now.
Not a step, not a sound, not a show...
Until she says so, until she lets it go.
With a smile she took her throne
beneath the sky’s golden glow.
Her decree echoed through the land
and all the games ceased to flow.
Until she says so, until she lets it go.
The court stood silent, eyes wide,
as the princess ruled the floor.
Her presence strong, undeniable.
Her will, they would not ignore.
Until she says...
#dark
#depression
#evil
#fairies
#oppression
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Speckle and Heckle
In the dead of night when the world is still,
Two elves awaken with a mischievous thrill.
Speckle and Heckle, those pint-sized pests,
Plot pranks galore at their craft, they’re the best.
With giggles and whispers, they hatch their schemes,
Turning sweet slumber into chaotic dreams.
Speckle sneaks in with a pot of strong glue,
Sticking children’s faces to pillows askew.
Heckle, not one to be outdone,
Switches the lights so they spark when they’re spun.
They paint the dog’s tail in peppermint stripes,
Then they steal the...
Two elves awaken with a mischievous thrill.
Speckle and Heckle, those pint-sized pests,
Plot pranks galore at their craft, they’re the best.
With giggles and whispers, they hatch their schemes,
Turning sweet slumber into chaotic dreams.
Speckle sneaks in with a pot of strong glue,
Sticking children’s faces to pillows askew.
Heckle, not one to be outdone,
Switches the lights so they spark when they’re spun.
They paint the dog’s tail in peppermint stripes,
Then they steal the...
#Christmas
#fairies
#funny #rhyming
#funny #rhyming
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The Fairy Moon
Under
wild
moonlight
Pirouetting
fairies
dance
Luna
zephyr
dreams
by Jemia
wild
moonlight
Pirouetting
fairies
dance
Luna
zephyr
dreams
by Jemia
#beauty
#dance
#dreams
#fairies
#moon
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never is forever
you said
forever is forever
but forever
turned into never
forever is gone
melted
like the last
snowfall
on the
first day of spring
foever was only here
for a day
then
it went away
never
is forever
forever is forever
but forever
turned into never
forever is gone
melted
like the last
snowfall
on the
first day of spring
foever was only here
for a day
then
it went away
never
is forever
#fairies
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Ghost in the deep forest
Early morning walk
A misty path
The river sleeping
The time i pass
The forest a legend
A book of past
An eerie aura
A spell was cast
The earth was mild
To stir the dust
I heard a whisper
A tune in the hush
Pan was hidden
A foggy ghost
The tune echoed
The sparkling moss
As the shine was peeping
flickering between the trunks
A first poetic chapter
in Nature's charm
A misty path
The river sleeping
The time i pass
The forest a legend
A book of past
An eerie aura
A spell was cast
The earth was mild
To stir the dust
I heard a whisper
A tune in the hush
Pan was hidden
A foggy ghost
The tune echoed
The sparkling moss
As the shine was peeping
flickering between the trunks
A first poetic chapter
in Nature's charm
#admiration
#emotions
#fairies
#ghosts
#motivational
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On slicing a Kiwi Fruit
Like cracking a pebble and finding a fossil —
that no eyes have ever seen
there you were, unexpected —
a little green face gazing,
from the kitchen worktop.
My heart sighed,
seeing your pip eyes, beady, staring
knowing nothing of shape or colour;
Breakfast waited, while I stood
blinking at this sudden kiwi-creature,
tiny flat Martian,
helpless as a planet
without a mothering star;
I cradled you in my palm.
Silent
without whimper or wail,
did you exist before the cut? Would you exist ...
that no eyes have ever seen
there you were, unexpected —
a little green face gazing,
from the kitchen worktop.
My heart sighed,
seeing your pip eyes, beady, staring
knowing nothing of shape or colour;
Breakfast waited, while I stood
blinking at this sudden kiwi-creature,
tiny flat Martian,
helpless as a planet
without a mothering star;
I cradled you in my palm.
Silent
without whimper or wail,
did you exist before the cut? Would you exist ...
#childhood
#fairies
#food #magic
#food #magic
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The Truth Fairy
Under the pillow, a tooth was placed.
A child waiting, all snug in haste.
But a different fairy, with wings so bright,
slipped into the room in the middle of the night.
Not the Tooth Fairy with glitter and cheer
but the Truth Fairy, solemn and near.
With a sigh, she whispered, “It’s time to reveal
the secrets and truths that life may conceal.”
In dreams the child was gently led
to scenes of truth, both hoped and dread.
A mirror showed friends who might betray
and promises broken along the way.
Eyes...
A child waiting, all snug in haste.
But a different fairy, with wings so bright,
slipped into the room in the middle of the night.
Not the Tooth Fairy with glitter and cheer
but the Truth Fairy, solemn and near.
With a sigh, she whispered, “It’s time to reveal
the secrets and truths that life may conceal.”
In dreams the child was gently led
to scenes of truth, both hoped and dread.
A mirror showed friends who might betray
and promises broken along the way.
Eyes...
#childhood
#fairies
#magic
#memories
#philosophical
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