Long Leprechauns Poems

When I was a child
Everything was magical
Full of mystery and the unknown
I read hundreds of books
The library my haven
My home
Hours upon hours
Night and day
I read and got lost in text
They supplied me with adventures
Secret journeys
Fun...

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Poems about Mothers


Mother's Smile
by Michael R. Burch

There never was a fonder smile
than mother's smile, no softer touch
than mother's touch. So sleep awhile
and know she loves you more than "much."

So more than "much, " much more...

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Erin, for a girl who embodies Ireland
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair—
bright carrot—and her milkmaid-pallid skin,
her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children—some conceived in sin,
the others to avoid...

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Sonnets LXI-LXX

Erin
by Michael R. Burch

All that’s left of Ireland is her hair?
bright carrot?and her milkmaid-pallid skin,

her brilliant air of cavalier despair,
her train of children?some conceived in sin,

the others to avoid it. For nowhere
is evidence of...

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Shortly after the naming they made arrangements to visit Jessica's home in Nordgrend.  Her father, Raðulfr, sadly, had also succumbed to the last ringing of life's chimes as time's pendulum could no longer be...

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“Are there many Fairy Folk other than the elves?”  Joulupukki queried.
     “Not so many as before the humans took control of the world.  The ones left behind in Erin...

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The forest had enjoyed a magical transformation.
Dusk had ushered in the firefly brigade.
They lit up the pond area like tiny LED lights.
I could see they were excitedly motioning to the faeries.
Although I do not speak...

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“Now, I would like to make you aware of my guests.”
     “Your guests?  Are they here?”  Seileach seemed very curious.
     “I'm sorry, but no. ...

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It is not just Santa Claus who we meet in cold December— 
There is “Carolina,” and she’s the beauty of a winter picture perfect 
With luscious long coal black curly hair far down on her...

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RUMORS USUALLY BEGAN BY SOMEONE SO FIXATED ON ANOTHER PERSONS LIFE IT COULD BEGAN ON THE SCHOOL YARD SOMETHING AS SMALL AS BEING JEALOUS THAT YOUR CLASSMATE HAS A SHINING NEW INK PEN WITH A...

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THE CHAMELEONS
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Give credit to the chameleons, they blend right in 
A simple maneuver, changes the color of their skin
No matter the surroundings, one thing is clear
You may not see him, despite him being...

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Holidays with a change in the weather

      It starts with a chill in the air.  January the first day of the first month. A new thought of expectations, a...

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- A Most Irish Fairy Tale – Merry Christmas to All

It’s not just Santa Claus who we meet in the very cold of December; 
There is “Carolina,” and she’s the beauty of a winter picture...

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Once upon a time in the Magikal' Forest of Ode’
 Buried deep in the mystikal forests of greene’
 Many majikal creatures are seen
 Glittering flashes that glow in firelite
 Of dancing faeries and elves in...

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Thousands of years ago, the Irish had gained a ton of gold from all the mining they did.  Everyday, they would gain more and more gold, putting them in large buckets.  The Irish...

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Sitting in the back seat of the car,
buckled in, watching me,
I see the troubled look
in your beautiful golden eyes,
your moms eyes.
My little girl with her fiery red hair,
off to school, books beside you.
"Daddy," you say.
"Yes...

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~Another Fairyland Story: Summons From The Faerie Queen~ 
 (Short Story or Narrative poem) 


 It was late at night 
 Perhaps a little past midnight 
 When I arrived at last to my quinsy...

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~Another Fairyland Story: Summons From The Faerie Queen~ 
 (Short Story or Narrative poem) 


 It was late at night 
 Perhaps a little past midnight 
 When I arrived at last to my quinsy...

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~Another Fairyland Story - An Unexpected Visitor- Part 2
(Short Story or Narrative poem)


It was something that looked quite  fragile and very small.But it wasn't an "it" but a very beautiful child Fairy, and she...

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Such an interesting color, Rodger -
Green - like our mysterious calico eyes?
Yes?

You?
An idiot savant submits
into me - a blooming
garden of emerald delights? Like our
first encounter - regulated and raw (green).
Drawing our hunter-hued
curtains closed and tittering
in...

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Dragon sat in the bushes all night long, for he wanted to catch himself a Leprechaun.
See Leprechauns have gold by the buckets full, and Dragon wanted himself… some.
So our sly little Dragon had put a...

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The Bishops bathe in Babylon
while Princes, prancing on the lawn,
watch Queen deflowered, pale and wan.
            The King dares not defend her.
The Horsemen, holding broken...

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While looking for Elvis
Met Nessie in Loch Ness
Hoarding a leprechauns pot of gold

While getting ready to depart
I tripped over the Lost Ark
In the baggage of a hitchhiking Pharaoh

Thought I had got lost in flight
Stumble into...

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Bonanza of shamrocks will soon blanket Green Acres...
where Lassie free to run across petco junction 

All across the webbed
wide esse Scott's landed wold
emerald green Trifolium
carpets harbor untold
burrows of tiny Leprechauns clover
(leaf) ways grant trifold
wishes if...

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These are the times
I sit and ponder at the beauty of it all,
amazed at the bounty of my blessings
Overburdened with foolish reminiscing
For the time has come for the present...

...life's never ending event

I admire the lovely...

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