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.
missjem56
Poem Published
Today 11:20am
Today 11:20am
A Time To Fly
Like crushed velvet
And silken shrouds
Hidden dimensions
A tsunami of waves
That wavers
As a cascading waterfall
Crashes against
The sharp
And bleeding rocks below
As the unstoppable
Is ill-met with the unmoving
I wander into my room
Dreams over, or just begun?
And before me
Sat upon a tri-legged seat
Was a beautiful Elfin lady
I searched into her soulful eyes
Swirling colours
Full of magic, mischief, and love
My head spun
As i wondered, from whence she had come
Perhaps from an ethereal...
And silken shrouds
Hidden dimensions
A tsunami of waves
That wavers
As a cascading waterfall
Crashes against
The sharp
And bleeding rocks below
As the unstoppable
Is ill-met with the unmoving
I wander into my room
Dreams over, or just begun?
And before me
Sat upon a tri-legged seat
Was a beautiful Elfin lady
I searched into her soulful eyes
Swirling colours
Full of magic, mischief, and love
My head spun
As i wondered, from whence she had come
Perhaps from an ethereal...
#hope
#dreams
#fairies #TruthOfLife
#fairies #TruthOfLife
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missjem56
Poem Published
13th May 2022 00:11am
13th May 2022 00:11am
The Flower Moon
The Flower Moon
Blooms in the night sky
Shining bright
Beautiful, yet sweetly shy
The Earth moves
With the emotions, of the oceans
The tides, ebb, and flows
Like tears
Fairies dance
In circles of light
As mead flowers
In the magical moonlight
The moon
Now honeyed, and sweet
Romance blossoms
As lovers meet
As yonder flowers bloom
And the psitherism of trees
Flow, to, and fro
Glinting moonlight, on the emerald leaves
The Flower Moon
Prospers...
Blooms in the night sky
Shining bright
Beautiful, yet sweetly shy
The Earth moves
With the emotions, of the oceans
The tides, ebb, and flows
Like tears
Fairies dance
In circles of light
As mead flowers
In the magical moonlight
The moon
Now honeyed, and sweet
Romance blossoms
As lovers meet
As yonder flowers bloom
And the psitherism of trees
Flow, to, and fro
Glinting moonlight, on the emerald leaves
The Flower Moon
Prospers...
#moon
#fairies
#magic #surreal
#magic #surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
8th May 2022 8:50pm
8th May 2022 8:50pm
Portal, To Another Reality
Just got back
From the land of Fae
Happily ambushed by bluebells
And Elfin stick houses
And chattering trees
And May queens
And the sun, and moon
Kissing each other
Under a blue azure sky
by Jemia
From the land of Fae
Happily ambushed by bluebells
And Elfin stick houses
And chattering trees
And May queens
And the sun, and moon
Kissing each other
Under a blue azure sky
by Jemia
#inspirational
#trees
#flowers
#nature
#fairies
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
6th May 2022 5:31pm
6th May 2022 5:31pm
Daydreams of Daydreams
She sat there in her golden chair,
Her long, wavy, golden hair,
Draped over a cream and gold, crepe and silk gown,
The loveliest woman in town,
...The loneliest woman in town.
Her square neckline accentuated her necklace of gold,
Her virago sleeves, with patterns of old,
And her wide skirt, draped over delicate, resting legs,
A languishing heart, in life's dregs,
Longing for a better life,
One without strife,
One where she's the wife,
Of an older, faery king,
Where she can be free to dance and sing.
And so she...
Her long, wavy, golden hair,
Draped over a cream and gold, crepe and silk gown,
The loveliest woman in town,
...The loneliest woman in town.
Her square neckline accentuated her necklace of gold,
Her virago sleeves, with patterns of old,
And her wide skirt, draped over delicate, resting legs,
A languishing heart, in life's dregs,
Longing for a better life,
One without strife,
One where she's the wife,
Of an older, faery king,
Where she can be free to dance and sing.
And so she...
#love
#heartbroken
#death
#fairies
#MentalHealth
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missjem56
Poem Published
5th May 2022 12:10pm
5th May 2022 12:10pm
Away With The Fairies
When i leave
My mortal coil
I would love to think
That mourners, do not toil
But instead, are awash with colour
With flowers in their hair
Created at home
Or from an art group flair
No cut flowers
If can do
Let natures beauty
Remain alive, and true
I would prefer my burial
To be green
But realise that this
Would be a costly dream
Although i have no religious views
Folk could express, their own adieus
My greatest wish
Is to leave love
For all of you
And this love ...
My mortal coil
I would love to think
That mourners, do not toil
But instead, are awash with colour
With flowers in their hair
Created at home
Or from an art group flair
No cut flowers
If can do
Let natures beauty
Remain alive, and true
I would prefer my burial
To be green
But realise that this
Would be a costly dream
Although i have no religious views
Folk could express, their own adieus
My greatest wish
Is to leave love
For all of you
And this love ...
#love
#death
#funny #fairies
#funny #fairies
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oskar
Poem Published
3rd May 2022 8:17am
3rd May 2022 8:17am
Inland swimming pool
Inland swimming pool.
Between two hills, a chasm, in winters rain fills up the gap
a lake is born, in May, June and the middle of July the water
is fine, if a bit greying.
The lake has no outlet and is used by farmers for their crops
if there is scant rain.
In August, the lake is silty, but it is the only swimming pool
we have, we sit by the bank drink beer watch children play
it is our day at the beach.
When the lake is dry, we find skeletons of animals and
that of a missing person who went swimming in the night.
Although we say...
Between two hills, a chasm, in winters rain fills up the gap
a lake is born, in May, June and the middle of July the water
is fine, if a bit greying.
The lake has no outlet and is used by farmers for their crops
if there is scant rain.
In August, the lake is silty, but it is the only swimming pool
we have, we sit by the bank drink beer watch children play
it is our day at the beach.
When the lake is dry, we find skeletons of animals and
that of a missing person who went swimming in the night.
Although we say...
#monsters
#ghosts
#fairies
#aliens
#mermaids
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rubyredheart
Poem Published
2nd May 2022 1:45am
2nd May 2022 1:45am
Otherworld
I don’t recall when your roots
First entangled my flirting feet
I do remember that last time
Your bear form rushed over me
Too many times to recount
I playfully teased
A willing dark kitty
Who lovingly bantered back
Most fondly though I still picture
Two elven figures in a steamy
Flowered bath
Soaking and talking
So peaceful
Against a red desert backdrop
Of severing storms
First entangled my flirting feet
I do remember that last time
Your bear form rushed over me
Too many times to recount
I playfully teased
A willing dark kitty
Who lovingly bantered back
Most fondly though I still picture
Two elven figures in a steamy
Flowered bath
Soaking and talking
So peaceful
Against a red desert backdrop
Of severing storms
#fairies
#lover
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oskar
Poem Published
29th Apr 2022 8:37am
29th Apr 2022 8:37am
a seraph (edited
A seraph
I knew as soon as she entered the room
she was unlike anyone I had met before.
She sat down, began some embroidery
a silk dress for a delightful nuptial.
We kissed at the entrance of the door
to hell, the ground was white as snow
her eyes, bottomless green, flickered
in a snake-like desire.
We had been caught in the glare of
unbecoming lust, we ran to the bus
shelter.
Silent rain, she wanted me to take
the late bus heavenward.
The lift was out of order, her face
a was a miasma of the unmembered. ...
I knew as soon as she entered the room
she was unlike anyone I had met before.
She sat down, began some embroidery
a silk dress for a delightful nuptial.
We kissed at the entrance of the door
to hell, the ground was white as snow
her eyes, bottomless green, flickered
in a snake-like desire.
We had been caught in the glare of
unbecoming lust, we ran to the bus
shelter.
Silent rain, she wanted me to take
the late bus heavenward.
The lift was out of order, her face
a was a miasma of the unmembered. ...
#vampires
#ghosts
#fairies
#unicorns
#mermaids
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missjem56
Poem Published
25th Apr 2022 12:07pm
25th Apr 2022 12:07pm
Pinhead
Pinhead
I found a little drawing pin
Just sticking in a wall
i wondered what had once hung from it
Or maybe nothing at all
I removed this little drawing pin
It really took its toll
For right behind, where it once was
I found a little hole
I put my bestest glasses on
And shone a torch inside
To my absolute amazement
I found a pixie trying to hide
I asked if it was okay
And offered it drink, and food
It looked me directly in the eye
And said "i'm simply not in the mood!"
The...
I found a little drawing pin
Just sticking in a wall
i wondered what had once hung from it
Or maybe nothing at all
I removed this little drawing pin
It really took its toll
For right behind, where it once was
I found a little hole
I put my bestest glasses on
And shone a torch inside
To my absolute amazement
I found a pixie trying to hide
I asked if it was okay
And offered it drink, and food
It looked me directly in the eye
And said "i'm simply not in the mood!"
The...
#funny
#fairies
#surreal
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missjem56
Poem Published
13th Apr 2022 7:59pm
13th Apr 2022 7:59pm
The Sky Fairies
Bouncing upon
Pillowed blue-grey clouds
That hang in the midst
Of an Azure sky
The gleeful shrieks
Of the sky fairies
Are muffled
By the whistling wind
Which in turn
Sets aeolian harps
To play
Creating a both surreal
And strange
Ethereal sound
And as the fairies bounce
They poke holes in the clouds
Which then leak
Onto the now
Moistening earth below
As each fairy
Holds tight
Attaching themselves
To these dewy droplets
Drifting downwards
There fall
Broken by the...
Pillowed blue-grey clouds
That hang in the midst
Of an Azure sky
The gleeful shrieks
Of the sky fairies
Are muffled
By the whistling wind
Which in turn
Sets aeolian harps
To play
Creating a both surreal
And strange
Ethereal sound
And as the fairies bounce
They poke holes in the clouds
Which then leak
Onto the now
Moistening earth below
As each fairy
Holds tight
Attaching themselves
To these dewy droplets
Drifting downwards
There fall
Broken by the...
#sky
#fairies
#surreal
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Apr 2022 9:12am
5th Apr 2022 9:12am
a plants life
It is a plant’s life.
Up in the continuous night, I saw a streak of light
a dying comet’s last hurrah.
Bedroom in darkness couldn’t sleep too much death
for one night.
Got up and read a book about plants speaking
to each other.
Warning, “heavy-footed human coming your way.”
“Duck, a lawnmower is going amok.”
Amputated roses and tulips chafes in a vase kept
alive for a few days, admire the agony of flowers.
Carrots scream when pulled up from the soil,
good for your health the dietician says.
Everything we do hurts someone,...
Up in the continuous night, I saw a streak of light
a dying comet’s last hurrah.
Bedroom in darkness couldn’t sleep too much death
for one night.
Got up and read a book about plants speaking
to each other.
Warning, “heavy-footed human coming your way.”
“Duck, a lawnmower is going amok.”
Amputated roses and tulips chafes in a vase kept
alive for a few days, admire the agony of flowers.
Carrots scream when pulled up from the soil,
good for your health the dietician says.
Everything we do hurts someone,...
#fairies
#aliens
#unicorns
#werewolves
#zombies
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missjem56
Poem Published
19th Mar 2022 9:53pm
19th Mar 2022 9:53pm
More From The Forbidden Fruit
I see a giraffe, wearing a tie
Also a hat, with a monocled eye
And clocks all around it, at various times
Mostly ten to five, for reasons sublime
It hang on a wall, by a small table
As i quaffed more cider, of which i was able
As music echoed around the bar
As i awaited my chariot, to take me afar
I noticed the walls, were a lush dark bluish green
A stage by the door, on which one day, i may be seen
And curiously quirky lights, hanging from the walls
As i awaited my carriage, with its klaxon calls
So i sit here...
Also a hat, with a monocled eye
And clocks all around it, at various times
Mostly ten to five, for reasons sublime
It hang on a wall, by a small table
As i quaffed more cider, of which i was able
As music echoed around the bar
As i awaited my chariot, to take me afar
I noticed the walls, were a lush dark bluish green
A stage by the door, on which one day, i may be seen
And curiously quirky lights, hanging from the walls
As i awaited my carriage, with its klaxon calls
So i sit here...
#dreams
#fairies
#magic
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