Best Fae Poems

Ivy draped portal
entrancing
a soul
within a sun 
enclaved in gold
made by the Fae
those wondrous beings


Is this real
what I’m seeing?


A song of joy
so sweet to the ear
Earthbound...

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Hazy mountains far beyond
A fast dark river away
The stars are pinned within the night
Trapped in the realm of Fae

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Fae circles of mushrooms
Lanky yellow toadstools
Firm jelly tot larvae 
Feed from rich stagnant pools.
Fungal disks cling with wanton 
To the grey trunks of trees
Cricket strums...

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There Be Dragons


In that place where the Earth meets the sky
Where magic reigns with myth
There dwell, yet still, great dragons that fly
Blue unicorn and gryph...

Fantastical...

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The Emerald Isle lies misty green,
an ocean's gem, a land between
the water's edge and blue of sky,
her magic wonders seldom seen.

For those who know her...

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Bells ring beneath a canopy of trees,
Each one echoing a late spring breeze,
The ethereal blue reaches far and wide,
Rippling just like the ocean’s tide.

The first...

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One morning I awoke to find
 in  soft garden shadows
 mythical, unicorn, hoof prints 

How I imagined its perfect form; 
a magical horse with...

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The shepherd stood on the field, frail,
He knew not what to do when and why,
As the wrathful sun did steep down,
The confused chap followed his...

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Nattie and Thomas had left home
In search of the magic Portal,
And there find: Vilenist, a song,
Faerie dust--to save the mortals.

"There it is, Nattie! I can...

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Tir Na Nog



I'd like to go to Tir Na Nog
And live amongst the fae
To sit atop a toadstool house
And watch them as they play

I'd like...

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In an icen forest ,
inside a crystal grave,
beneath the ancient snowy trees,
a tiny fairy lays.
In frosted air above her,
brushing wings with glassine leaves,
snowflakes dust the...

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Father left when I was eleven. It was at this time
That I began regular jaunts to grandma's house.
Mom worked; and, my older sister was pure...

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We are like wiggling aphids on a quantum computer.
Knowledge beyond the scope of the most gifted tutor.
Spaces and dimensions multiplied by infinity, plus one.

Therefore, I...

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scotland poem

bonnie scotlands the place to be,
whar awe yae ever may want tae be,
fae glens n lochs and water to
lookin arood scotland whor thars a...

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Really? Iambic Pentameter.

    Oh well, this is where you really put your foot in it.  No! Not your mouth!
Not the hokey...

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