Featherlite merry's lifted by breeze, float up to a plumeberry sky
then gracefully sail over Melody Vale and land on the Cheerbloom in Nyye
Below near hedgerows belinda's grow wild, in colourful patches of glay
and tipsee toe teasils with funny green caps, whistle a tune on their way
The elfins are gathering bright willo blues, to braid through their silky fine hair
and winged caterinas in pink flowing skirts, hold hands as they dance on the mairr
Well hidden from view, this faeryland realm, is a place that is far far away
where fair pixie toodles and Ippsee quin's dwell and happiness reigns every day
Categories:
faeryland, fantasy, imagination, magic, mythology,
Form: Other
Across the widowed Moor
And down the wild path
From which you'll see a door
To leave behind your wrath
The glowing moon above
Helps to find the key
Though not done in love
Another door within the tree
A riddle must be found
But do not feel despair
For the answer is around
Only the tree you must repair
Once you are through
Follow the trail of dust
Before comes the dew
Find the queene you must
After the deed is done
The stars will show the way
Do not walk, do not run
Lest you will be forced to stay
Categories:
faeryland, adventure, dream, imagery, longing,
Form: Rhyme
T'was not the sun that caught mine eye
The shine reflected from nearby
The faces, golden in the field
With more light than the moon doth yield
There wild flowers, the like of which,
If true to hue, could make one rich
The land itself seems turned to gold
And if I were, myself, so bold
A bouquet of this gold I'd pick
And try to learn it's magic trick
The wealth that these bright flowers yield?
The truth of Faery gold revealed
The glamours of the tales of old
That turned to dust once they were sold
Perhaps they were but flowers bright
Whose colour faded in the night
For anybody having seen
This shock of gold amidst the green
Might think themselves in faeryland
With magic lying close at hand
Categories:
faeryland, beautiful, fairy, flower, imagery,
Form: Couplet