Husband Fairy Poems

HAPPY ENDINGS

We all grew up listening to fairy tales like Goldilocks and the three bears…
From Jack, who climbed the beanstalk, to Rapunzel, who let down...

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“Morning beautiful lady,” Joulupukki greeted her.
     “Beautiful?  Maybe a couple hundred years ago,” she replied as Joulupukki stood and kissed...

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They made a smooth grounding outside of the stable behind Dyndoeth's cottage.  As they did Rådyrvokter heard them and came out of the stable...

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“Who...what are you?”  His gaze moved from Joulupukki to Lumi.  Lumi offered,
     “I am an elf of the Village...

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“What's this then,” he asked him as Sprinteren poked his head through the stable door.
     “Umm, we're guarding the back door...

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"The one thing that eludes me is if the throne is the one in the Council Chamber there are no windows for which the sun...

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“It is not the deer's tag.  We do not use tags.  These deer are free to come 
and go as they wish.”
 ...

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Remains the pain within the dark
A song so soft of love and heart
Yet, holes this deep leave their mark
Like life's sorrowed canvas art

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Joulupukki awoke early the next morning and hurriedly dressed.  His intention was to catch DynDoeth before the crowds started gathering in the eating hall....

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The appearance of his old friend brought new thoughts of his mother and, Nordgrend, the town in which  they spent the last few years....

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Get that tooth out! My husband said.
He’s a wussy; yank it from his head!
The grandchild was shrieking; his name is Jack.
I could not do it,...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Where do the pretty faeries go?
We walk the garden and sigh.
Will we ever find them though?

The ones with the fairy-like glow
Possibly we will bye and...

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NO

I am not dark. 
I write happy things, 
most of the time. 
I can not help it, 
if I spilled my coffee, 
the phone rang,...

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dainty gossamer wings 
automatic fluttering
savoring the meadow
faerie magic afoot
on this summer’s solstice

breeze feels her presence
keeps it to herself 
understanding faerie’s privacy
suspecting her mission
wanting to witness...

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