Romantic Fairy Poems

I always remember you when the sun shines.
When the sun shined on your face, and
The sparkles that radiate around you.
That was the magic I remembered.
In...

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Once upon a dreamy fairy tale night
Two lover's hearts went soaring off in flight
The setting a magical seaside scene
Enchanting beauty befitting a queen.

Fairies gathered to...

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Cinderella doesn't need
to be a glorified housekeeper
dealing with  the summer blues
only her very own shack on the beach
selling pina coladas and margaritas

Cinderella doesn't need
a...

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I Believe In Fairy Tales

I found my Cinderella
She had sand between her toes,
As I swept her off her feet
I then handed her a rose.

She sleeps...

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Come look come see,                     ...

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I am very small,                     ...

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If there is a version of us
reflected by the stars in the sky 
the world dappled with supernovas  
would be left with a breathless...

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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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Late at night, in the secret chamber far apart
A valiant knight, stands there, put his hand on his heart:
“With this ring, I plight unto thee...

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A fervent fairy
In romantic dream
Holds a watering
Can, flitting over
Her daisy sweetheart.

Morning sunlight
Obscure bee whirs,
Round fair-haired face
Tease twinkle toes.

Mice clamor, 
Hedgehog rolls 
Heather blooms.

Weaving 
Spider

Hides.

1/6/2021...

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good afternoon to goodnight 

  
one fine day i mow my lawn to think you and us must take the candy flock with the taste of it giggles of...

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Autumn surrounds the lake
Vibrancy vivacious, romantic
Blue in the rippling eye
Dark speck, a boat

Grows bigger and bigger
The laughter
Her auburn hair thrown back,
Her subtle loveliness
He stares at...

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Note: the "dd" in Welsh names is pronounced "th."

Merlyn's Birth
by Michael R. Burch

I was born in Gwynedd,
or not born, as some men claim,
and the Zephyr...

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The Moon
(not made of cheese)

Space "cadet", 
what a wonderful word, 
that means student of the stars. 
I gaze up into the heavens, 
knowing God is...

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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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