Faeries Poems - Poems about Faeries

march sunrays glitter the snow recedes and the faeries stir from their long sleep much to do a kiss here a kiss there nature awakens AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on March 16, 2025...

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I hold three magic rocks in my hand Over and over and over I roll them leaving this reality far behind Into enchanted mist, I stroll then How do I know it's magic? Because a tiny man beckons, as I pause What's going on? I try hard to think Then, Tinyman laughs, gives me a wink. I follow through a tiny green door. I'm...

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yellow leaves flutter resembling butterflies faeries dance...

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this new found flower was a combination of delight and joy delicate, veined and fuchsia like an orchid with teeny tiny white faerie daisies in the center I did not know the name, but it was from God’s best imagination...

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Willie Anne finds faeries at least once a day Sometimes in the field, forest, meadow or hay How she finds them, no one can say but when we come out, they all fly away...

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three faeries with beautifully veined transparent wings arrived at midnight Not unlike Pan who had been there before, they brought happiness light. Their mission was to add some levity and joy to the current night life I sneaked up on them in silence, feeling more voyeur than young wife. Silent in the deep weeds, I watched the three faeries...

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who captures a faerie’s dreams? Do they float forever? Are they stopped by no one? Does the cosmos swallow them up? Are they in the ether to be gleaned by the empaths? Who captures a faerie’s dreams? Who?...

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Is she more magical because she is pink? I have no idea, but it makes sense as pink stands for love. Pink brings innocence and sincerity into the equation. I flitter around looking for the pink faerie. She is elusive, but I hear her tittering. I see a garden of carnations, but do not enter it. If she wants to show...

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Faeries prophecy had spelled out the invasion of the fireflies The beginning of a new era of kindness, peace and love I was thrilled to see that it must have started today The beauty brought by these lightbearers is not easy to describe...

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How can the entire faerie family fit into this tiny house? The questioners did not realize it went underground Had two levels, and faeries do not take up much room They can fold themselves up, and even evaporate on whim...

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Vancouver looks flooded from this bridge I see one lone brave water skier rounding a curve It is November, but there are no biting wind chills It is unrecognizably warm for Thanksgiving week there are blotches and blips of leaves on the water Oranges, tangerines and cinnamons twirling a bit Let’s take a peek at the autumn faeries, I suggest I hear...

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Vancouver looks flooded from this bridge I see one lone brave water skier rounding a curve It is November, but there are no biting wind chills It is unrecognizably warm for Thanksgiving week there are blotches and blips of leaves on the water Oranges, tangerines and cinnamons twirling a bit Let’s take a peek at the autumn faeries, I suggest I hear...

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darling faerie white sits atop enormous lion in the woods at autumn twilight he is still, waiting for instructions understanding the power of faeries waiting for wishes to be granted...

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Foxglove faeries flitting freely, tiny little ethereal sweeties; picking blossoms to make hats, faerie boys make themselves spats. Mice, moths and butterflies, are there strictly to apprise, they're tiny judges of latest styles, those faerie designs are really wild! Among the flowers faeries flutter, flying smoothly as hot butter; wispy wings transparent be, lovelier than the dogwood trees. Fading blossoms made into clothes, are fitting for the...

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illumination is brought to the forest shelf the oaks commit to another year of life violets and moss house six faeries and an elf father sky pines for the day he takes a wife wondering about mother nature’s ways the oaks commit to another year of life the roots of the oaks await a knowing phase where clairsentience will give them a...

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