Best Gnomes Poems

Four kegs, they’d left on the rye field’s bare crest
gone were the skittles and the balls of wood.
Four kegs empty of magical brew, strewn
upon the...

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Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my...

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skies of rainbow blue as ocean moves
girl’s sassy swirls of soft tangled hair,
where pearls would dare clasp its curls

glow in her eyes special gentle blue
waves...

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I would write a little poem
if I weren't a little gnome
Little gnomes have gnarled fingers
where no pen can ably linger

All my writing's done, you see
by...

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I find beauty in the unkempt places ~~
Sticky beehives with perfectly formed combs,
A child's playground sea of dirty faces,
An overgrown garden with ugly gnomes,
Sagging gables...

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Rainbow skies, ocean current withdrew.
Girl's pert swirls, soft unbound hair, where pearls
shelled mollusk would dare to clasp its curls.
Radiance eyes special gentle blue.

Three feet exhilarating...

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If you spill your secrets to the breeze,
Don't blame the wind for laying them to light.
Once said, words are disclosed, even to trees.
And claim peace...

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The moon kissed the sun goodnight
And the stars walked shinning bright
The night a pleasant silence brings
An occasional flutter of angels wings

Showers of stardust fall from...

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The Last Unicorn 

I was with the last Unicorn
As she drew her last breath
Her horn expelled magic
As she succumbed to her death

The fairies and Gnomes
Each...

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Written: March 28, 2024 For Constance La France Contest

Quote: (The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.)...

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When I was a child
Everything was magical
Full of mystery and the unknown
I read hundreds of books
The library my haven
My home
Hours upon hours
Night and day
I read...

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the sounds of their feet

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~Back To Fairyland~
( Story or Narrative poem)


All the fairies were gathering at dawn 
And they were so happy in giving a hand 
"Cause in a...

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Little People Contest
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton


Tiny pixies floating over jaded lily pads,
the sunshine brings days of yore to be,
lil’ gnomes dressed in colorful burlap clads,
living in...

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2/8/17


Straight, curvy and bumpy roads
Some with cones
All across the globe
Tools made of stones and from bones

Got to stay in the zone
Wherever I may roam and...

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