Faery Poems

Celestial Cyberspace

Cyberspace, my blue astral projector
I'm not seeking new friends to entertain
I dwell in a big celestial sector
Cradled in great cool mists and northern rain.

Yet, from funny dark galaxies above
Comes bright celestial advice, kind and wise.
The Oak Grove beckons those whom nature loves
To stretch their wings where faery nature flies.

A faery soars through Cosmos, fierce and

Finding a Teensy Faery Frog

what is that?
don’t know
a monarch that moves weird?
We had to get closer
for it was a tiny little creature
an orange faery frog
with black polka dots
jumping from blade of grass to blade of grass
Doesn’t it have wings?
It sure does!
We were amazed,
wondering why it did not fly off.
But then it did.

She's Not An Angel From Faery

In the deep dark night
There is something more radiant

Shining more than a star
And burning like a sun

Just Look at her moves
And grab her in your arms

She will make you impatient
Just hold your heart beats

Night is naughty but not silent
Find a corner to gulp her fire

Embrace her moans and pleasant screams
Be ready to soak in her

Wild Horse

The Wild Horse

He who seeks only control
becomes drunk
on the clouded waters,
drawn from the wells of will.
And his heart,
remains the size of a thimble.
He is the flamboyant fool in the velvet coat,
whose starched collar
chaffes the wrinkles at his throat.
He grips an ancient map
charted by ancient men,
plotting a dark dead land,
where he has heard his own castle

O, Fluff, Fizz, Ice-Truffles and Bandalees

O!  FLUFF!  FIZZ!  ICE-TRUFFLES and BANDALEES!
Can't see the forest, for the snow on trees!
Where every gossamer veil of snow delights
And every string of bulbs mimics Heav'n's Lights!
O!  TRUE! the tales of gnomes and Ice-Elves are!
(I fear some fool will catch one in a jar
and so, I've held my Peace on this

Carpe Diem Carpe Noctem

I am my fathers son
I am my mothers daughter
Forged in Dragons Flame
Birthed in Neptunes Water

I hear the song of the Warrior
I dance to the warriors tune
I am known as the Healer
I am the guardian at high noon

How my eyes shine in the night!
In morning I soar with the sun
I belong to the First Born
My heart

The Faery Explorer

I am the Faery Explorer
no lives less
always the more
your path I've chosen
learning is my way
this I do many lives through
for my Family Fae

In your step
behind your eyes
upon your breath
my Faery soul lies
we sing, we laugh, we make merry
with you I hurt and cry
I am, the Explorer Faery 

Eat drink and be Faery
For tomorrow we Fly!


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Eve of the Faery Clock, Snippet of Canto I

Influenced by "Sir Gawain and the Green Knight" and "The Rape of the Lock," my goal is to write this completely in iambic meter with (mostly?) rhyming couplets. (Though the intro's meter varies, the main parts will all be fourteeners). Entirety is a W.i.P.
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Presentiment

La femme cependant, de sa bouche de fraise,
En se tordant ainsi qu'un

A Modern Faery Tale

Once upon a time
There was a man
Who lost his job
And his home
And his car
And he slept under a tree.

Simpleton that he was,
He never gave thought
To asking the oak's permission.

But the majestic old tree,
Being wise in its great age,
Suffered the unlucky human
To lie there in grateful repose
Between two of its massive,
Outspreading roots.

And there were visitors,
Unseen and

Faery Lady

Oh what can ail you, faery lady?
With eyes as blue as the sea
Truly you are not alone, 
As ravishing are thee

Your soul seems withered and callous
Your heart is surely dying
lying amongst the garden leaves
While pools of blue are crying

Like the cries of a dying bird    
Echoing through the trees
I hear you moan and ache so

Faery Stars

May the stars blend together and sprinkle
To spread its magic dust down onto me
The faeries all live en mass in the sky
I feel their delightful glow constantly

The stars are extremely prosperous here
Falling down they deliver and go shoot
It’s the dust that makes them so powerful
The source of their talent, the center root

I enjoy the harmony

My Faery

She flitters there in the air right near me
A gorgeous faery that enables hope
Her powers are great and surely plenty
She doesn’t stand pouting and doesn’t mope

The faery shares all of her love that’s sound
She flitters there in the air right near me
Her heart’s huge, enough for many around
She floats over my shoulder lovingly

Her size is

Jason Faery Tale

Jason had a friend,
It was the Undertaker,
Jason had a fight,
And did a massive piledriver!

Jason had a deal,
With Freddy Kruger,
Got to start killing field,
Scaring new kids on the block.

Jason met his mother,
And stayed in Bates motel, 
Found he has a lost older
brother,
Who is a freaky peeping tom.

Jason learnt from Norman 
Bates,
Settled in his home sweet 
home,

The Tooth Faery

IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
 SHE DASHES IN FLEETING
HUMANS IN THEIR BEDS
LAY SLEEPING
IN A TINY VELVET BAG
UNDER THE PILLOW LAY
A TINY WHITE TOOTH
WHICH SHE WHISKS AWAY
SHE IS SO QUIET
THAT NOBODY STIRS
HER TINY WINGS BEATING
SOUND LIKE CATS PURRS
WITH A GENTLE HAND
SHE PLACES A COIN
AND FLIES OUT OF THE WINDOW
THE NEXT CHILD SHE'S GOING
TO REMOVE A LOST

Blue Faery

The placement of a glowing blue faery
Vital to their dying land
Has healing for all faeries

Russell Sivey

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