Best Fantasy World Poems


Premium Member Fantasy World

Was it real or in a dream
Wizards and kings, chocolate ice cream
Dinosaurs roamed from early morn
Flying zebras and a unicorn
Dancing in the sky from star to star
Travel the universe in a flying car
Make believe ship manned by pirates and thieves
And a tree that was covered with spearmint leaves
No one cared about silver or gold
We were children again who would never grow old
There was a horse in the field talking to a mule
My cat said horses can't talk, don't be a fool
I told my cat that the prince once was a frog
A firefly whispered your cat once was a dog
The earth began rumbling but I took it in stride
I just jumped on my rug for a magic carpet ride
I stopped on a mountain when I reached the peak
A polar bear asked me whom do you seek
I reached for the bear and he began to smoke
Then a penguin stopped by and told me a joke
I flew back to earth when I heard a bell toll
As fate would have it, I ran into a troll
He huffed and he puffed and smiled and said
Come have a conversation with my talking head
The head was a monster but I wasn't afraid
He said I'm getting a body as soon as I get paid
Then I walked down a road that was red and yellow
I noticed the shrubs were made of strawberry jello
Suddenly a space ship landed from out of the sky
In a field that was filled with banana cream pie
This may be hard to believe but i swear that it's true
As sure as my skin is green and my hair is blue.

Premium Member In a Perfect World

If I could live in a perfect world
where nothing would be strange
and nothing would be spoiled,
Could that be easy to arrange?

If my house were built upside down
and I entered from the roof,
I would be a perfectly happy clown
but you would think I'm a goof.

The eye of perfection to me
may not be what you condone,
but I would find happiness
if ice cream came in a larger cone.

I think it would be 'toadly' riveting
if frogs hunted us for our legs
and humans would start ribbitting
when in our coffee we found dregs.

My perfect world would be mellow
if I painted it with my brush
I could make the oceans yellow
and on me all guys would have a crush.

Perfection!  It's like beauty to the eye
of anyone who wants to behold.
All you need to do to give it a try
is allow your imagination to be bold.



                   2/12/16
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Fantasy Spy

Fantasy Spy

Would that I, like a Monarch butterfly,
Could fly across the fertile land and spy,
Top tree and lilac bush in the evening hush,
Swooping down above the late traffic crush.

Then on to foamy shores I would wander,
Over firs and pines, dark forests below,
With graceful freedom across the sunset,
Over Key West’s mansion and beach to go.

I would see a pirate ship in the sea,
Rushing rudders futilely try to flee.
Storm clouds over thatched roofs on the Goal Coast,
Colorful dancers, busy merchants’ boasts.

Would that I like a Monarch butterfly,
Could fly across our wonder world and spy


Premium Member Woven Worlds Of Alice Liddell

She finds the pink planet, musing Alice Liddell's Imagination is the only weapon in war with reality.  Sky's canvas, brushed cotton candy clouds where marshmallow mountains peak and the seventh sun rides low 'til the man in the moon awakens. White light and red, filters a pink-tint, nebulous fringed rose gold.  Pearlescent beams lap at her legs, silhouettes blossom as silky waves of jasmine kiss, spiral, and envelop her
open-mindness to 
       embrace the unexpected
                  Alice would be proud
                       realization pink planet
                               a bountiful life journey
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

The Sun Fairy

Under the sun and over the moon is the fairy glen
Where lived a pretty fairy, named Wren
And when the twilight drew its curtain over the night
She raised from sleep and shone bright
She wore a diamond studded cloak
And danced enchantingly with little folk
And when she stepped on new virgin snow
The world smiled with a mystic glow
Her eyes a colour of chocolate brown
Melted the heart of the king and his crown
And it was her task to hold the fiery ball
And let it shine on the world for all

10/08/2011

Early One Morning

I watched as the last star of night faded out
And sunlight filtered over the distance
The horizon simmering on amber seas
I watched from the shore.

The gentle ripples of dawn tide awaken
A sleeping world and here on the silent beach
My hushed eyes observed the rainbowed unicorns
As they came to play.

Tentative hooves tasting the chill of the sea
As sparkling silver horns enraptured my gaze
While frolicking in my vision unaware
Of my staring eyes.

The magical realm of a unicorn dream
Cantering over sands of reality
A sweet cornucopia of illusion 
I could clearly see.

Sprites deftly weaving garlands in flowing manes
Enhancing the serene ethereal beauty
That gazed out from within your liquid brown eyes
Had I then been seen?

My fingers reached out gently into your dream
To slowly caress smooth satin rainbow hair
And touched briefly the regal silver spiral
Your imperial crown.

Your soft quivering muzzle whispered a breeze
And I was enchanted by magical sighs
Taking me to a world where I longed to be
I saw in your eyes.


Sleep-Created Fantasy World Part 2

I bent down and sat on a elfridge log

While a crying frog came out of a bog

I set my precious best friend, Anya, on the ground

I distantly listened to the goblin and giants thundering sound

I put a hand up and petted my white-tiger guardian

He nestled my hand and sat down loyal

We had to go to the king Russo who was so royal

White-tiger guardian, Koda, told me what was up

And how the giants and goblins kidnapped his pup

At that point, from my own eyes, tears began to fall

I felt responsible, I had to report this call

I stood up quick and formatted a plan

Until someone cut in and screamed, “we’re under attack!” and everyone ran

The goblins and gnomes found out I was back

They begin to attack all dressed in jet-black

I chanted out spells, curses, and such

I knew I knew them, I’d practiced so much

“Curse you for trying to destroy my world

Wither now and become unfurled

Don’t look back you awful demons

For this is not your world and you have no reasons

You shall not be here, you aren’t the boss

This world belongs to me from the trees to the moss

From the animals and friends that I have made

Curse you all and go to shame”

The words rolled their eyes to the back of their brains

Ten-thousand bodies sounded like trains

They fell over dead with groans

While they died gently with thousand of moans

I saved my world with a certain curse

Because of a spell I had to constantly rehearse

My world was saved and everything in it

I was crowned queen and I left a permanent dent

I went to King Russo and recaptured Koda’s pup

I regained everything back that was stolen --- all the stuff

King Russo was happy too that I was home

Now my sun shines and no one’s alone

When I Have a Vision

I'm in my own little world of fantasies
Dreaming is what i'm up to
I'm with my love, sitting by the seaside
Talking and holding hands
I dont want it to end
But i wake up suddenly
To find myself smiling and happy
That is when i have a vision.

I'm back to my world of fantasy
All alone looking for him by the seaside
The earth begins to tremble
I'm all shaken up and anxious
I don't know what to do, I shout and scream
The earth is swallowing me up
Panic..... I'm awake on my bed
Sweating profusely and crying badly
This is also a vision but i conclude
Its a nightmare!

Wicked Witches Aren'T the Only Ones Who Melt

The cry is a teardrop, unheard
Among all the others in a curtain of teardrops.
You stand in the rain that falls out of nothing
The way gray cats move through back street alleys...
The way we learn to live.
You stand obscured - outer edges indivisible
With all your mistaken emotion
Whose passion is spent for coppers....

Planes and angles leading inward - always inward...
An off-color blueprint
Melting in the weighted air above you;
A black & white parallelogram slightly out of skew.
Close in upon yourself - close in...
You used to hold the world at bay
Before you got bone weary,
Wild and bitter....

Cheeks and lashes wet with rain,
Or is it rain, after all...?
Is it really the rain
Or your excuse to stand there like an afterthought,
Fugitive from someone else's deeper scheme
Who put their name to yours...?

Standing in the rain,become the rain;
Become a cry.
Become a teardrop in a curtain of teardrops...

One single moment at twilight hangs suspended;
You turn in the nimbus of half-light mist
To find the street signs gone.
Become invisible.
Become a cry against the teardrops.
Become lost in the curtain..
Do not become at all..

The world is just a shade too slick for you,
Even as the curtain falls...

Even as your curtains fall
Wicked witches aren't the only ones who melt...
Wicked witches aren't the only ones at all...

I'D Like To Go

When I get time I'd like to go
On a cruise around the world
So many sites I'd like to know
I'd watch as each unfurled

On a cruise around the world
I'd look at the sun as it sets
I'd watch as each unfurled
With colors that at eve besets

I'd look at the sun as it sets
Each day so many things I'd see
With colors that at eve besets
As the oceans come alive to me

Each day so many things I'd see
When I take a dive into the deep
As the oceans come alive to me
The further down that I would sink

When I take a dive into the deep
I' get to see the colored coral their 
The further down that I would sink
Would show a world beyond compare

I get to see the colored coral their
As the fish swim through it all
Would show a world beyond compare
That has me feeling oh so small

As the fish swim through it all
I must return unto the ship
That has me feeling oh so small
As I continue on this trip

I  must return unto the ship
So I could find a mountain range
As I continue on this ship
To watch the sites as they now change

So I could find a mountain range
To climb, so  I can reach it's peak
To watch the sites as they now change
Would show a beauty words can't speak

To climb so I can reach it's  peak
Must surely take my breath away
Would show a beauty  words can't speak
That leave me without a thing to say

Would surely take my breath away
Just as I sample all the cuisine
That leave me without a thing to say
Because mouth is full and plate is clean

Just as I sample all the cuisine
So many taste delight these lips
Because mouth is full and plate is clean
I give my servers healthy tips

So many taste delight the lips
From people so very different
I give my servers health tips
Because they are so excellent

From people so very different
Will come to us so many things
Because they are so excellent
Their reality was once their dreams

Will come to us so many things
So many sites I'd like to know
Their reality was once their dreams
When I get time I'd like to go

Premium Member Reverse Sunset

I am but alone, on a world so far from home
Scouting out there somewhere, deliberation is my roam
Territories I now enter, the unknown to us mankind
To learn we have to enter, then knowing is what we find

I exit from where I landed, a so different world from earth
A view I see astounds me that it beggars belief it's worth
Rippled oceans in reflect from it's heavens of colours great
Cobalt statues in shadow stand so proud and straight

Above I see the stars, so much closer to home than they are
Planets that reflect our sun, a reverse sunset now stares
To my left an electrical storm, forking into it's abyss
Then clouds that quickly seemed, now gone as if in wish

To sit here where I sit, where possibly no one has sat before
Witnessing sights we assume never seen, one can only but adore
What highlights it for me, is when our sun arises as it has done
Is this where I plant a beacon, to allow a new colony to run

Fairy Tales

No I don't need your words
I don't want you're silly beauty
Just want you to stand in front of me
Hug you and feel your hear beat

And we will fly to our dream world
A world we created
Where people's cynical mind
Can never touch our being

In my deep, sweet dream
A world of pure intimacy, 
Happiness between us
You wake me up

Dungeon Dreams


~*~

" escape from the nightmares of yesterdays ... uphold the sublime ... SOAR ... FLY ! "


eyes were shut
head in bow
sitting in the rocking chair ...

DUSK - murky ... vague ... nestled with woe and a twilight dew
tears fell - as I sleep in my cradle's journey 
~~~my CRIB of dreams

now,
I open my eyes,
the eyes of my frolicsome mind

I SPREAD my wings
FLIP it as possibly as I can
and vagabond over what is possible
I FLEW ... SOARED ... MANOEUVRE ... and STRAYED ~~~
abscond from the immeasurable humanly problems
flee from vast imperfections and life's stains and limits
escape from the TRUTH that everything ends in the same END
I went to nowhere and 
voyaged over the atmospheric umbrella of reality ~

I FLEW ...
as I witnessed a new kingdom
a door of spectral hues of iridescence emerged from nowhere
I enter and amazed of what I see
my jaws dropped and eyes in bulge
pictures of gaiety visualized in clear images
reflections of the HIGHEST GOOD followed
enticing, alluring, enchanting
no words came out
this is a realm of my powerful IMAGINATION'S LIMITLESS
a realm where there's perfection
realm where there's love, peace and freedom
realm of equality and just kingdom
a new world where there is a HAPPY ENDING
a world together with Cinderella,Snow White and Sleeping Beauty
a world of FAIRY TALES
a world sculpted by my "THIRD EYE"
a world painted by my mind's "DYE".
I want to live in this world~~~flew back in reality is now just a dream!

~*~

Premium Member Fantasies

Somewhere,
Music is eternal and dance is the soul unleashed.
Emanating from bird nests,
Melodies rise with the sun and stars.
Cellos call from sand dunes and seas.

Somewhere,
Sparkling-haired children in yellow silk,
Sprinkled with sun rays,
Dance with no audience on a hill
Amidst the scent of lilacs, earth, and sun.

Somewhere,
Blue, green, and purple mist mingle at evening,
When roses grow without thorns,
And women in glowing robes walk near streams
Of snow landing as natural lace.
© Carol Mays  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member My Friend Mickey

Absolutely love old Mickey Mouse
He's my all-time favourite character
No matter what my age chronologically
Can't wait to crank up the projector

As he carouses round the celluloid screen
Fills my heart with a much happiness
His squeaky voice rings out loud and clear
His hilarious antics and rowdiness

Remember the Wonderful World of Disney
One in four was from Fantasyland
Of course, I enjoyed the other three weeks
But adored Mickey Mouse and his band

Life was such joy back way back when
Figured we would be kiddies forever
Thoughts we'd get old one day in the future
Occurred almost just about never

Mickey and his band kept us chuckling all day
No worries, the world was in rhyme
Never concerned what the future may hold
Much fun from morning till bed time

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