Fantasy. Poems - Poems about Fantasy.

Thoughts Running Free 1

looking through mind’s eye
as if in a trance 
perhaps due to circumstance
or perchance the last dance

then again on the fly
without condescending
blending all elements in sight
I start to cry

wolf wolf the fear has arrived
disguised but still here
feel the fear

blowing in the winds of fate unknowing
death seeks to end the lie
just die bye bye die

then come again

Tears of a Dragon

Tears of a Dragon 8-18-25 Sponsor: Robert James Liguori  Based on the song Tears of a Dragon and a Welsh Legend
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Tears of a Dragon

Into a cave without a door
Abandoned dragons dormant lie
Without the warmth of a prophet’s sun,
Their fire sacrificed by the sky.

Stumbling to a well that weeps
The forge of darkness not denied
Bullied by

Caduceus

When the merpeople queen met the serpentine people king,
Feelings aroused within them, making it more than a fling.
Their tails began gently entangling, a caduceus forming.

The Tutu and the Gown: A Fairy's Dilemma

Roaming in the corridor,
The fairy chuckled,
Mesmerized by the beauty of her own dress,
She grew self-assured in her little fairy school.

The multi-colored tutu,
inlaid with wild flowers;
Rivaled her silver sandals,
Which gleamed like her sparkling wings behind.

Then came the final day,
Bidding farewell to her tiny realm,
She moved ahead.

With sadness and excitement intertwined,
She decided to work through,
Until she became

She was afraid of heights, but she feared even more never flying

She was afraid of heights, but she feared even more never flying,
Like a bird that keeps its wings folded, fearing the wind,
Yet whose song is filled with the desire to soar towards the sky.
She was afraid of plunges, of the abyss stretching beneath her,
Like an ocean hiding its depths in mystery,
But in her eyes was

Whispering sweet desires in tears that flow like honey through the shattered soul

Whispering sweet desires in tears that flow like honey through the shattered soul,
Giggling, we forget if we laugh or cry in this dance of sacred madness,
The sweet navel of the world tastes so good when the tongue of memories touches it,
How do these fragile and eternal moments lead us directly into the heart of this

Sometimes I hide the truth in words that dance among shadows and lights

Sometimes I hide the truth in words that dance among shadows and lights,
I tell you that I want nothing from you, not even in exchange for these lines,
But if you look deeply, you'll see how I try to make you mine in silence,
Persistently, in ways I hope you won't notice, but always feel.
I sometimes hide

Summer sighs softly, pausing to watch the golden days slipping away

Summer sighs softly, pausing to watch the golden days slipping away,
When the sun trickles through the gently trembling birch leaves,
Whispering of growth and ripening, the enchantress transforms the fields,
Into gold woven from corn, swaying in the rhythms of bountiful harvests.
White clouds gather, like storms waiting to unleash their song,
She gathers new bluebirds in her warm

Good days are not lacking, but good lives are hard to find in the world

Good days are not lacking, but good lives are hard to find in the world,
A life of good days lived through the senses is not enough, it's just appearance,
The life of sensations is the life of greed, always demanding more, never ceasing,
But the life of the spirit asks for less and less, time is generous

Green Man of the Golden Stars

The rocky road made good sense to get here.
Life doesn't slow down, but speeds on like fire.
She remembers how life always appeared 
When the Green Man always for her enquired.

He was the one who showed felicity
Back in the woods of mythic wanderers.
It didn't matter his ethnicity
He became a mystical conquerer

Wandering through the elemental fields
Where spectral

Words I Love

Self soother naysayer tell me a fairy tale please 
speak out a story that lingers soft as the breeze
Rein me in tight - by the light of an undulate sea 
talk to me gently and rock me as if you were me

Calming yourself with a dream, let it be let it be 
recall the walls

I Am Green

Green, that enraptured hue scape a blooming quilt, 
goodness gracious am I gracious for being that tint,
to loiter breezily amid the  luscious woodland habitat,
as this green chameleon spring spree now ubiquitous,
I am that maestro metaphor for wild adornment rife,
whilst trailing pots, urns  and archways in deft design,
green hedges, lawns, verges, meadows, trees I

Patty Master

Flippin patties, fresh and hot,
SpongeBob’s grill is the best spot.
The secret formula, a secret so tight,
Makes the Krabby Patty just right!

Flippin’ fast with perfect skill,
Each patty cooked with extra thrill.

He loves his job, he’s full of cheer,
But he’s messy, and sometimes weird.
With cheese and buns, he’s set to go,
Serving up patties with a big hello!

Bikini

Beyond the fading light

Counting three , two, one, and closing those eye's
My last breath is shaky and smile is wrinkled,
The dried rose in my book has crumbled,
What a peaceful day to sleep, I still wonder,
The light infront of me is fading as the darkness wants to hug me tight,
It's arm's are on my shoulder giving me a soft

The Traffic Moves On, So Do I

The Traffic Moves On, So Do I

I
Stuck on the road full of a heavy traffic
Inch by inch , no movements are automatic
Drivers do rant, shouting their personal tactic
Someone says “hey, go ahead.. damn pathetic”

II
That loud voices echoed in my ears
Recognize voices who caused my unstoppable tears
The pain of betrayal that brings back my fears
And carry

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