Sorrow Fairy Poems

In days of old, a king of Hope did reign,
With joyous heart, he welcomed a new gain.
He was expecting a child, a son to bless...

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There was a firefly who had lost her fire--
How it did happen, no one quite knew why.
She looked in trees, under rocks, and briar
But couldn’t...

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It’s Only Paranoia Until Its Too Late!, By Davieo, David Rothchild 

It’s only paranoia 
Until it’s too late
I love my paranoia 
It keeps me so...

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Sparrow comforted the tiny faerie whose heart was broken.
She could not express her sorrow, it was almost unspoken.
But her hazel eyes screamed sadness, and there...

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I fear everything
and everyone I love,
will fade in the beat of my heart.

False perception
Calls forth sorrow.
All of my deception,
Fall out before tomorrow.

Divine love withers
To the...

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Empathetic Elf house is a place to house young elves who are hurting.
She pairs them up with aged elves who have also been sad,
but have...

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All long the wind swept streets 
vacant windows stare 
like absent eyes of statues 
Shuttered an abandon
standing there 
in their sites 
their hollow façades

Vacant faces...

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“Have you noticed the pounding against the opening of the cavern,” Lumi asked him?
     “I have,” Joulupukki responded.  “Whatever it...

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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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DynDoeth with serious face and determined stride entered the room and advanced directly toward Joulupukki.  Standing to face the elf, Joulupukki, was intent on...

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So red the rose a crimson divinity 
Thorns sharp cruel dangerous  
Crush the petals so gently, so soft
Thorns are long, how they prick thee

A...

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Distance is my voice 
Along this ancient course 
In caverns of my night
It fades as the echoes die
In the deepest part if my night
Only my...

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...streets; shotguns and ink.
the shotgun cracks the night,
locked within
the seed of death, dark.
the streets are frozen in space...
barren in time.
the wind causes the leaves to...

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Walks were more often comfortable without pure guilt 
Words were left unsolved with masters of manipulation
We often slept with tremendous outfits with uncultured synonyms 
My...

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When the storm of sorrow surges with dark rain,
the banks of mind break, eroded by dense despair,
the river of affliction in full flood doesn’t spare
the...

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