Death Fairy Poems

her wings are spun carnival glass
effervescent, ethereal, evidence of heaven’s love
she is the messenger, to sooth us ahead of time
so death will not be unexpected...

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              come old Red
        ...

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At high noontime, the tires are burning in the streets
The sound of barking dogs is everywhere; the cats of hell smell
Like never showered rats who...

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Grimm's Fairy Tale:
Cat and Mouse in Partnership

Summary: 

A cat befriends a mouse and is so persuasive about her fondness for the smaller animal that the...

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Part Two : The Tale of Artuir mac Aedan; The light of the West
(A tale of the hero of legend, a hero of Dalriada, who...

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The night begins with a cool ocean breeze bringing the uncomfortable temperatures of humidity to a sudden halt.  Through the canyons I can hear...

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Evolution Is Man-Made, Lying Fairy Tale

You feel it, know it, deep down in your flowing blood
No way, you did not crawl from the cold oozing...

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Bleak February,
masquerading as the month of love,
though no redeeming qualities are born in you.

No purple berry
nor fuchsia flower blooming brightly,
just sighing earth between pale moons...

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Once upon a time in a magical
Pond there was a
Baby alligator name Snappy
Due to a storm that quickly appeared
He was swept away from his mommy
So,...

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Come look come see,                     ...

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I am very small,                     ...

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My heart warms writing about wintry days,
Nestled inside while peering through the panes
Painted frosty by the winter wonderland feys
Their icy creations must have taken great...

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For if ever I was I to summon up
forthwith the words to write something
anything befitting worthy of you yourself

I fear that trite would be the...

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What does your fairy dragon do? I asked my grandma Murr.
“I cannot share this until after I am gone, Little Dizzy.
This made no sense to...

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The nymph shudders at the sweet earth.
I want to leave, but she wants all its worth.

She is but a beautiful death,
as she admires a last...

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