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.
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Bumped 20th Mar 2020 4:38pm
18th Nov 2019 5:08pm
18th Nov 2019 5:08pm
Tergiversation
While Faeries watch
from the backs of
their steeds who
emulate our radiant
moon stretches
flitting in and out
of the rite fires…
We are
luminescing
girding one another
Yet
not quite touching
Consistently thin
this love within
my path knows when it’s time
to let go (go it alone)
Often as it is so
I am asked to choose a side
deflecting, I engage
in a **Dance of Avoidance
Healers
are meant to
straddle fences
& live
with a Familiar
or 2...
from the backs of
their steeds who
emulate our radiant
moon stretches
flitting in and out
of the rite fires…
We are
luminescing
girding one another
Yet
not quite touching
Consistently thin
this love within
my path knows when it’s time
to let go (go it alone)
Often as it is so
I am asked to choose a side
deflecting, I engage
in a **Dance of Avoidance
Healers
are meant to
straddle fences
& live
with a Familiar
or 2...
#moon
#night
#fairies
#healing
#witches
226 reads
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midevil
Poem Published
27th Feb 2020 11:54am
27th Feb 2020 11:54am
A Lepera’con
For drink,” quipped an elfish man, “A story of an emerald land.
There be a tale of a moon lit night where I bestowed quite a sight.
Stirred restless from stolen dreams drifted music from a place unseen.
All around twas a heat from a chorus of sounds and rhythmic beat.
Not covered in dress I went as born out before the early morn.
Where those of only nature dwell far from the place I know so well.
Closer I came the more it grew my soul possessed its will withdrew.
Well hid behind a fallen tree beheld a soul-fleshed fantasy.
She flowed graceful in...
There be a tale of a moon lit night where I bestowed quite a sight.
Stirred restless from stolen dreams drifted music from a place unseen.
All around twas a heat from a chorus of sounds and rhythmic beat.
Not covered in dress I went as born out before the early morn.
Where those of only nature dwell far from the place I know so well.
Closer I came the more it grew my soul possessed its will withdrew.
Well hid behind a fallen tree beheld a soul-fleshed fantasy.
She flowed graceful in...
#fairies
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Magdalena
Poem Published
24th Feb 2020 10:39pm
24th Feb 2020 10:39pm
Knotted (audio)
A new audio of an oldie (well, I had my mic out, so why not)
#fairies
#magic
90 reads
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
30th Jan 2020 8:27am
30th Jan 2020 8:27am
Perdition Unto Disposition
This perdition is coming to terms
with itself, by itself, for itself, with the lines and narrows
of the production debt seeping through the chinks
in the walls
( what) which we
protect the assets
of our "betters" from
their own matters.
Walking walking all the way it has to be it has to...
with itself, by itself, for itself, with the lines and narrows
of the production debt seeping through the chinks
in the walls
( what) which we
protect the assets
of our "betters" from
their own matters.
Walking walking all the way it has to be it has to...
#fairies
#TimeHeals
#magic
#curse
#obsession
104 reads
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ZAAZ010
JoLou
JoLou
Poem Published
28th Jan 2020 5:06pm
28th Jan 2020 5:06pm
ETERNITIES OF ETERNALS
I Am, Am I - Order of Order
Powers of the Portals | Portals of the Powers
Words of Worlds | Worlds of Words
Verse Versus Verse
One of Order X One Out of Order
Beholder of Beyond
Powers of the Portals | Portals of the Powers
Words of Worlds | Worlds of Words
Verse Versus Verse
One of Order X One Out of Order
Beholder of Beyond
#fairies
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ohmy_engrish
Poem Published
27th Jan 2020 5:48am
27th Jan 2020 5:48am
*Perfect Love*
Verse 1]
Oh baby hold on.
Secrets that,
You should’ve told,
Are floatin’
Out to Mars.
What’s the time? It’s,
Slipping my fingertips.
It’s hopeless,
Till midnight.
[Hook]
What’s that ringing?
What’s calling my heart?
A symptom of being
Caught in your lies...
Cinderella chemistry,
That potion’s moonlight.
Baby,
Doesn’t feel right...
(Oh~)
[Pre-chorus]
Cannot, trust that
Weird little feelin’
Swirlin’ in my heart.
Your spell, slowly ...
Oh baby hold on.
Secrets that,
You should’ve told,
Are floatin’
Out to Mars.
What’s the time? It’s,
Slipping my fingertips.
It’s hopeless,
Till midnight.
[Hook]
What’s that ringing?
What’s calling my heart?
A symptom of being
Caught in your lies...
Cinderella chemistry,
That potion’s moonlight.
Baby,
Doesn’t feel right...
(Oh~)
[Pre-chorus]
Cannot, trust that
Weird little feelin’
Swirlin’ in my heart.
Your spell, slowly ...
#fairies
#magic
#sensual
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Joshuaberry
Ancestor
Ancestor
Poem Published
24th Jan 2020 12:08pm
24th Jan 2020 12:08pm
Short Shot Shuddered
Short Shot Shuddered*
eyes seeped'n acme
cussing Cupid's breach;
bounty bow blushed
callous crest cupped
felon feelings fostered
rustic reels registered
short shot shuddered
smirking strength smoldered
mystic emotions murdered
saucy bash squashed
torrent's taunted trash
coursing kleptomaniac crash
twain tuning melody
thrown desires dancing.
'20:01:24:12:49
~Note~ The Greek believed that Cupid, the god love, sent unseen arrows from the eyes of one person into the heart of another.
eyes seeped'n acme
cussing Cupid's breach;
bounty bow blushed
callous crest cupped
felon feelings fostered
rustic reels registered
short shot shuddered
smirking strength smoldered
mystic emotions murdered
saucy bash squashed
torrent's taunted trash
coursing kleptomaniac crash
twain tuning melody
thrown desires dancing.
'20:01:24:12:49
~Note~ The Greek believed that Cupid, the god love, sent unseen arrows from the eyes of one person into the heart of another.
#fairies
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missjem56
Poem Published
15th Jan 2020 11:01am
15th Jan 2020 11:01am
Pre-Dream (Orna)Mental!
it's 2:25, and i'm lying in my bed
butterflies and fairies, are circling my head
and sat on my shelves, preparing to attack
are witches and dragons, and a yackety yack
ive a digereedo and a digeree don't
and a mermaid that will, and one that won't!
ive a gorgon that talks to me, late at night
and a lady vampire, who knows how to bite
so all may not be quite as it seems
these things i see, just before i dream..
by Jem 🦋🧚♀️🧜♀️🦄💞😏
butterflies and fairies, are circling my head
and sat on my shelves, preparing to attack
are witches and dragons, and a yackety yack
ive a digereedo and a digeree don't
and a mermaid that will, and one that won't!
ive a gorgon that talks to me, late at night
and a lady vampire, who knows how to bite
so all may not be quite as it seems
these things i see, just before i dream..
by Jem 🦋🧚♀️🧜♀️🦄💞😏
#dreams
#nature
#fairies
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fearlessstars
Poem Published
9th Jan 2020 7:38am
9th Jan 2020 7:38am
7 Raven
In a terrible time of famine, war, pest and inquisition,
a master Wicca giving homeless boys a apprentice permission.
They had to maintain a household in an isolated place,
working very hard to earn some recognition to face.
Collecting woods, herbs and edibles to survive
building a garden, harvesting some fields to strive.
When the moon was new the master summonsed the boys,
teaching them the art of magic, using dark power like toys.
The very same power was keeping those young men imprisoned,
some tried to run away, but got lost and ended up same...
a master Wicca giving homeless boys a apprentice permission.
They had to maintain a household in an isolated place,
working very hard to earn some recognition to face.
Collecting woods, herbs and edibles to survive
building a garden, harvesting some fields to strive.
When the moon was new the master summonsed the boys,
teaching them the art of magic, using dark power like toys.
The very same power was keeping those young men imprisoned,
some tried to run away, but got lost and ended up same...
#birds
#fairies
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Joshuaberry
Ancestor
Ancestor
Poem Published
8th Jan 2020 9:20am
8th Jan 2020 9:20am
Callous Chaos's Combustion
tactic twain trudging
eerie earth moaning
gaunt goddesses grooving
per punctured feelings
on hoisted hankerings
seeped'n salient scrunchies
then mystic metamorphosis
by bully bewitched
callous crest castrating
foil fates fostering:
fighting fortune furiously
nocturnal nature spilled
callous chaos's combustion
war met leisure.
20:01:08:10:08
~Note~ Inspired by Rosalind, Celia and Touchstone's arguments about Fortune and Nature as goddesses. I thereby present a fight between them. They'll...
eerie earth moaning
gaunt goddesses grooving
per punctured feelings
on hoisted hankerings
seeped'n salient scrunchies
then mystic metamorphosis
by bully bewitched
callous crest castrating
foil fates fostering:
fighting fortune furiously
nocturnal nature spilled
callous chaos's combustion
war met leisure.
20:01:08:10:08
~Note~ Inspired by Rosalind, Celia and Touchstone's arguments about Fortune and Nature as goddesses. I thereby present a fight between them. They'll...
#monsters
#fairies
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
7th Jan 2020 7:47pm
7th Jan 2020 7:47pm
Fiddlin' About // No Encore
Little did i know that i knew
so very little, & soon as i knew
how little i could know, the stink
in the swamp was rising in a
methane glow, (Little and slow
we'd have to go, going past
gone, then somewhat more.
Little little was the pussycat;s fiddle (when for really there was no
(such of a fiddle at all a'loud).
once again, i looked so little that I may as well have naught looked the
least fiddlingly of any (of 'em).
So what the hell can you...
so very little, & soon as i knew
how little i could know, the stink
in the swamp was rising in a
methane glow, (Little and slow
we'd have to go, going past
gone, then somewhat more.
Little little was the pussycat;s fiddle (when for really there was no
(such of a fiddle at all a'loud).
once again, i looked so little that I may as well have naught looked the
least fiddlingly of any (of 'em).
So what the hell can you...
#cats
#music
#fairies
#aging
#luck
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Joshuaberry
Ancestor
Ancestor
Poem Published
7th Jan 2020 8:00am
7th Jan 2020 8:00am
Jolting Jumpy Verses
la-de-da limbs lurching
into mystic malady
birthed by odds
seeped in song
nocturnal nymph chew
pulpy syllables puked
airy atmosphere amputating
jolting jumpy verses
willow wack willed
alchemist alto hankering
lusty lips severing
confetti crunching smithereens
felon life fostering
damped desires drooling.
20:01:07:08:36
~Note~ Only Yahuah knows what the poet had discussed.
into mystic malady
birthed by odds
seeped in song
nocturnal nymph chew
pulpy syllables puked
airy atmosphere amputating
jolting jumpy verses
willow wack willed
alchemist alto hankering
lusty lips severing
confetti crunching smithereens
felon life fostering
damped desires drooling.
20:01:07:08:36
~Note~ Only Yahuah knows what the poet had discussed.
#ghosts
#fairies
#aliens
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