Poems About Fairies Published by Members Recently Online
#fairies
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
10th Aug 2023 5:00pm
10th Aug 2023 5:00pm
Pat-a-Cake
flash fiction
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
#fairies
#ShortStory
#historical #horror
#historical #horror
200 reads
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
10th Aug 2023 5:00pm
10th Aug 2023 5:00pm
Pat-a-Cake
flash fiction
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
#fairies
#ShortStory
#historical #horror
#historical #horror
200 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
10th Aug 2023 5:00pm
10th Aug 2023 5:00pm
Pat-a-Cake
flash fiction
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
#fairies
#ShortStory
#historical #horror
#historical #horror
200 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
10th Aug 2023 5:00pm
10th Aug 2023 5:00pm
Pat-a-Cake
flash fiction
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
The old man was a part of the landscape. He had a black birthmark on his left cheek and sat outside a disused estate agent’s. Local shopkeepers brought him food and blankets on occasion, and while he had no cap out for money, he would sometimes be handed some coins.
Lucy, an academic, was writing a social history of the town and became curious about the man because no-one seemed to remember when he’d first pitched up. ‘He only says three words’ said the landlady of a pub down the street. ‘Drink, smoke, and pat-a-cake.’
An old boy at the bar shook...
#fairies
#ShortStory
#historical #horror
#historical #horror
200 reads
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
Mmm... A Twist of Forevermore
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
#fairies
#rebirth
#sun
#vampires
#water
138 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
Mmm... A Twist of Forevermore
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
#fairies
#rebirth
#sun
#vampires
#water
138 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
Mmm... A Twist of Forevermore
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
#fairies
#rebirth
#sun
#vampires
#water
138 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
Mmm... A Twist of Forevermore
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
#fairies
#rebirth
#sun
#vampires
#water
138 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
13th Feb 2025 2:22am
Mmm... A Twist of Forevermore
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
Sighisoara, Romania
A Crossroad Into The Past
Naynina glanced over at Vasile’s side profile. She assumed he was chagrined after her refusal to spend the remaining evening with him; especially, after he promised to see to her destination the first thing tomorrow morning.
Naynina looked out the window at what was the beginning of a steep hill.
The wheels of Vasile’s vehicle made it up a narrow winding road. And then ascended the journey up a steeper Craig. ...
#fairies
#rebirth
#sun
#vampires
#water
138 reads
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2022 7:39pm
23rd Jul 2022 7:39pm
Tinkerbell
#lust
#erotic
#fairies #dirty
#fairies #dirty
421 reads
5 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2022 7:39pm
23rd Jul 2022 7:39pm
Tinkerbell
#lust
#erotic
#fairies #dirty
#fairies #dirty
421 reads
5 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2022 7:39pm
23rd Jul 2022 7:39pm
Tinkerbell
#lust
#erotic
#fairies #dirty
#fairies #dirty
421 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Fairies Published by Members Recently Online
