Elf Poems - Poems about Elf

...I, A. Robbie - Ham guilty for gobbledygook... and ruffling turkey feathers! An innocent A1 miss steak kin kith once, a former main lion resident living social where Tigress and Euphrates con......Read More

...Lynnwood Windchest roads lying in a row. She peddles the tea kettle. Rhyming limes and lemon rinds. Slipping shale skipping stones. Silent sighs sail straight past your eyes. Specifica......Read More

... - 252 - fireflies - phantasy times dream luminous in the pitch dark - does not charge in rain… - 253 - luna - bewitched by moonlight it doesn'......Read More

...I don’t quite know why I like writing as much as I do But if I don’t type up something daily I feel quite blue What if’s parade around in my head when I am awake. I get ideas at breakfast about sh......Read More

...A conversation overheard between Shakespeare and his former muse. "So many things hath turned to utter folly over the ages. Hundreds of years since I've penned pages and pages. What these anc......Read More

...The elf ducked down low when he saw the dainty faerie dive into the lake. He did not want to frighten her, so he was quiet, and stayed to the other side. In minutes her halo had found its way to th......Read More

...Why does everyone want to be with her? Mama fox whispered. Her kits were running toward the foreign two-legged. Not sure said Mama raccoon. But look at my cubs. They were parked at her feet, waiti......Read More

...Maybe a cardinal will come by We could hitch a ride, my friend said. We waited; but none came So we walked a few more steps Maybe a squirrel will come by. They are usually pretty fast. But se......Read More

...I needed a pick-me-up present But couldn’t rely on an elf, So I found what I wanted on Etsy And ordered a gift for myself. The crafter is stationed in Ireland So when it was several days late,......Read More

...Santa’s workshop was full of singers of every kind of voice. The loudest one that sounded like gravel was my cousin Joyce. She was wrapping and humming, and they all sang along. We are in the best......Read More

...Santa’s workshop was full of singers of every kind of voice. The loudest one that sounded like gravel was my cousin Joyce. She was wrapping and humming, and they all sang along. We are in the best......Read More

...2022 Polar Vortex - Across Wide Band Of North America Power outage here within mine happy hunting grounds (as well the ghosts of Lenni Lenape), viz Perkiomen Valley, Pennsylvania December tw......Read More

...No Roof For Reindeer The celebrated sailing frog from Montgomery County went a courtin, or so the tale iz toad to a grand ole mansion built around 1910, and e'en 'pon being razed ~2012 ah n......Read More

...'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse The stockings were hung by the chimney with care In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be ......Read More

...Twas night before Christmas Teddy warm soft timeless hold eased Nick's impatience gay hunger towards believing even festive ornaments re......Read More