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DUST PIXIES-Alpha Lines Poetry Contest

DUST PIXIES INSIDE GRANNY’S CEDAR CHEST 
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Amidst the ancient whispers of timeworn wood,
     underneath time and the cedar’s scent
          a gathering of dust pixies flutters, luminescent.
               adventurous, bubbly,

Cow Lover

strongest cloven fiend
a face adored by Venus
beautiful bestial body
so loved by God in Genesis

take the crimson string
tied upon his velvety hide
red thread cuts the skin
ankles bound for the ride

hoisted on the mantle
an all engulfing spiral
upon pearlescent horns
blackish fur of desire

dark red heart
beating at his side
a full blooded kiss
could never be denied

Fairies And Fairy Dust

From her delicate wings a fine powder exudes and lands on the ground 
by the light of the blue harvest moon a touch of Pixie Dust, in nimble magic ! 
Harmonious weaving, intangible strands of music coming from the sphere 
sweet and beautiful arias, melodious twittering from a fairy wing's enfold

Wings not made of 

fluffy fuzzy faerie

Harry is dying, being moved quickly to purgatory.
this I have to admit is a never-ending familiar story
he is not ready to go to heaven or hell
what he has done, only the angels can tell

the powers that are from the P Star which now doth appear
sends in Fluffy fuzzy faerie, who always leads recruits here
She wears

Happily Ever After

Once upon a time long gone …
The reigning queen let out a yawn,
And stood up from her regal throne
To trample down the hall alone

She ripped the crown from out her hair
And flung it out the window there,
It tumbled down the castle wall …
No knight or king did hear it fall

And off the ground it did

Once Upon A Happenstance

Once upon a happenstance,
she fell into a swift trance. 
This view felt ordinary,
that was what made it scary. 

Every flower was in bloom,
still you should never assume.
Spots of energy raging,
can you feel what it’s staging? 

With that sweet breath of magic,
nothing here could be tragic. 

Timeless beauty’s engaging,
the Fey have be-spelled aging. 
A wand touching

My heart still hangs in my mouth

its whimper sounds like a whisper, it slips as it slithers away
the loud fear it left on my mind still spins my spine
i run, forgetting my heart is still hanging in my mouth~
it pounds like a tornado blowing through my veins
the ricochets of its anger shudder even my tiniest nerves
our nights and days will never

A seed grown in shadow

When the seed of fear is planted in minds,
It germinates in brains as a tormentor—
Sometimes sown by a whisper,
a shadow,
a lie repeated twice.

When illusion becomes reality,
And starts by making the heart
     skip a beat,
then more of its beats,
then all of its beat.

It creates monsters in our eyes in the dark,
Born from

SEED OF FEAR Hansel and Grethel A Fractured Folk Tale

HANSEL AND GRETHEL*—A FRACTURED FAIRY TALE 
Poem written for and submitted to “The Seed of Fear Poetry Contest,” Jami Patterson, sponsor, August 5, 2025. 
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In the great city where towers scraped the sky,
lived an accountant with taxes too high.
His fingers trembled over empty ledgers, 
scary times calling for drastic measures.
  
No longer in democracy

Joyful

I went to a land of little
A place of lovely smiles
Candle sticks and butter cups
Clothes of many styles

She gazed at me
With crinkled eyes
She said “you’re just a boy”
“But, I”m all of sixty four”
“So what, embrace your joy.”

Tiny hands and tiny feet
Flowing yellow hair
She flew about as fairies do
I couldn’t believe that she was there

The path

No Fairy Tale Love

Love is strange
Oh so strange
One day strong
And then dead
Oh so dead
Left alone
Oh so alone

So you say
I’ll never love again
Can’t say I blame you
My old friend
For the same thing
Happened to me
And my tears
Still know no end

Just like me
You’ll never be the same
A reminder of 
Love’s cruel game
So drink up
And hear my tale
Of a love so strong
And

The Pet I Never Had

by Russ Dodson (c) 1968. 2025

I've never had a unicorn
because I couldn't catch one
and I know no virgin maid
whom I could send to fetch one

THE CRY OF A MOSQUITO

A mosquito once cried 
Why do you all always 
Clap your hands 
Whenever you see any of us
Some of you buy chemicals 
To get rid of us
When you all know we're harmless and homeless.

An insecticide 
Screamed from a corner
You're big liar
You blood sucking vampires
Not just that
You also go around 
Spreading diseases; eg malaria.

A human replied
You're

Druidic Muse

A slow and joyous path beneath the skies,
Earth holds me close in rooted ground each day,
While wind blows cloudy liquid dreams that rise,
Islands are adrift in clean clouds that stray.

You, wise young Druid, cloaked in ageless green,
Stand firm upon the soil where Nature dwells.
Limpid and true, your waters flow serene.
A gift you give when I

Brown Eyes

Irises color of an ancient oak. 
Ancient oak with hues of warm golden honey. 
Honey merging into the ancient oak, creating a spellbound glen in those irises. 
Irises with such a glow. 
Glow only the sun rays catch with their stunning beauty. 
Beauty so unique to see in such eyes. 
Eyes such an escape from

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