Folktales Poems

Grief for Elvin

...Lithe, light and lovely, Luanna mourned her elf friend’s death
Wearing the flowers he had always loved, increased her grief.
The rest of the fey understood her predicament,
the meadow was empathet...

Anywhere But Here

...But wherever you are, I no longer want to be:
for you are thunderstruck moonlight,
and I am a scarred sunset ~ a secret in saffron,
melting into the myth that floats forever, 
within silenced...

Whisper

...There’s an odd creature on my shoulder
that whispers when my head tilts right. 
When I am quiet it gets bolder,
when I’m bolder it gets a fright. 

More often than not 
it lies when it speaks,
...

SNOTINGHAM

...From the unravelled and now exposed mystery 
Tales of leafy Nottinghamshire
And the dusty tatty books of  it's long history
Comes a tale 
You'd think it was just a jest
However, it is a fact and...

Murphys Tower of Books

...Murphy is loving her reading tower of books.
Adventures, biographies, and suggestions to cooks.
Home improvements, that she will never do.
Mysteries, picture books, and Manga too.
folktales, fant...

A Sitka Sunset

...A Sitka Sunset

Mute wind chimes on the Totem Trail
 Ring through purple mists in
Platinum testimony to evergreens adorned in dusk
And leftovers from raindrops splashing from totem beaks,
Cedar...

Beyond Realms

...Confidently, the topaz dusk light fades,
into the charcoal.
and rusty graffiti on the skyline.
The blue hour brings eerie dirges,
in the form of wolf songs and
whippoorwill wing beat...

A Fiendish Destitution

...While we dwell to this dreidel,
I seek to know before a sear,
Even in the most ineluctable dandle,
The fruit to which may indeed bear;
In the imbue oblivion, I tell a riddle,
Most morass yet mer...

How We Arrived

...It was our first year
marriage redux-do-over.
I kept seeing this stranger in you.
I kept inquiring of myself
as we walked hand in hand
into yet another 'Red Lobster' restaurant.
Your name is - ...

Seasonal Dance

...The summer has thickened,
it has turned the hare into a dervish,
the raccoon to a pantomime villain,
made mice sing in the beaks of owls.

The woods are bare now
trees rattle, grackles cackle,
...

I Am Chaos and Beauty

...I am the mother of chaos and beauty,
       You can either love or hate me.
       I behold the mythology of the Greek gods,
       The book of Folktales you been told.

      I am your oracle, ...

The Apocrypha of Familiars

...
“The Apocrypha of Familiars” 

Wings hover 
light luminescent
revelling sprites dark pearls
Corvidae shades
of a family 

highly functioning
dysfunctional plural
morph...

Africa Nights' Fun

...One two, 
each story has styles that glue

Three four, 
no struggle listening to the core 

Five six, 
tales of awesome mix

Seven eight,
in between, songs interrelate 

Nine ten, 
no mi...

Elocution To Bitter Cola Iii

...Why slaying the stars
& rigorously binding their light
for listening ears under the mango tree
to frame folktales for midnight song,
make a geysers of yellowstone
carrying fresh fetch palm wine—...

Elocution To Bitter Cola Ii

...Tales and folktales binds 
the mind's eye about firmly, 
spearheading log of thoughts—
rock of words, after another
into bridges of unified force.

Father the ship on my head
fanning out memor...

• Short Folktales Poems
• Famous Folktales Poems
• Best Folktales Poems
• Read Folktales Poems
• Long Folktales Poems
• Folktales Quotes