Best Sprite Poems

Tinting crimson-colored clouds;
a blood-red sun sinks from sight.
And Luna slowly ascends,
sculpting shadows with Her light.

Luna's majestic rise can
induce a hypnotic trance.
For, She is a sassy sprite;
and muse to both song and dance.

She adorns the black of space;
like an orchid in the sky.
And when She is...

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Every tree has its sprite,
a living deity ever vigilant of its needs.

Great Yggdrasil 
ancient tree of life
holds her sprite within
her wending, winding arms;
a caress of gratitude
for its warrior guardian.

An ancient sentinel
guarding the wisdom 
of Gaia’s mind,
needs a soldier;
this recruit, at the ready,
studies “The Art Of...

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I fall as shadows steep, and very heavy
the outer world of waning stars do sparkle.
My lids grab hold of death though I am breathing.
The darkness still - my fullness faints, releases
a distant sprite - it holds me fast to bedding…...

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smooth rounded pebbles...
pale tears of a river sprite
shed eons ago...

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The Tree and the Sprite

Spencer the sprite was a very old sprite and a very old sprite was he.
He had lived as long as he could, in the depths of a wood,
In the roots of an uffulous tree;
A very old oak, an impetuous bloke, with...

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Water Sprite

A
Water sprite dances
across colorful prismatic waves
Curls of shimmering violet ride
across the liquid crystal sea
unscathed

Impishly
Swaying to twilight's love song
enchantingly perfumed in flowering blooms
Of succulent orange waterstone daisies
crawling, the sandy edge as a well made
costume

A
Wet humidity sparkles off her skin
from a rosy glitter of diamonded stardust
This...

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Petrified pottery ponders plots. Ploys play putting purring. And a frantically fraternising pickle arch can glow on many a skyline at dusk. In many hues. Many dusks many arches many hues and many hues mean many hundreds and many hundreds mean invite to investment of...

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Hence, she now remains
in this patch of earth 
that’ll home her corpse.
Yet her soul, as free as she,
will soar the heavens:
like angels do....

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Fragile pine sapling
Green rising from brittle leaves
Pure fringed refreshment...

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Once upon a time

In a land full of               grime
All smelled awful and      sour
Not even the scent of      a flower
Grew more wretched...

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In the abyss of night
When without sight
I gaze upon the stars
My mind slips into memoirs

How my heart aches
And my spirit breaks
The longing I feel
For a love that was real

The light in the dark
The hope that you mark
I wish upon your brightness
For a life of justice

Lead...

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Civilians who chant “liquor store blues”
within a Memphis alley way
Where the classical band plays
From dusk till dawn
Would lack intelligence
Should they be taught
That she resembles a foul sprite
For some wild centaur....

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Love blossomed in the darkest night
Morn's gilding beams to spite
Night Primrose preened by tender blight
Sphinx moth soft tips caress; sugary nectar slight
Perfumed aroma doth prating, intoxicated courtier incite
Glazed petals with dewy fans stream delight
Golden cup a succoring bosom from which passions alight 
Delicate, cream veil eclipses...

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Elvin dreams are magic scenes;
A play performed on mind-screen;
Manifesting miracles;
Elves work Earth magic....

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This is a garden of sunshine granted
each an escape from our everyday trials.
Where sadness, anger, or lies aren't planted
because we all need a garden of smiles.

Where are poems found in this garden?
A few where Summer leaves barely a trace.
Some on life's dusty olden path less...

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