Short Fairyland Poems
Short Fairyland Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fairyland by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fairyland by length and keyword.
Flimflamming flighty fairyland
Hidden in hills, next to solid sand
Subterfuge for elves and king elf grand
Sought out by curious Mariachi band
shaking fairyland forest
gazillions of acorns sleet
are the squirrels playing slots —
Vegas on my roof.
9/27/2020
Lulubelle and Annabelle hats in hand
Found a magic fantasy fairyland
Wearing their fancy knickers
And matching party slippers
Frolicked unaware of nearby quicksand
AP: 3rd place 2020
On the foothill of Himalayas range,
The queen of hill stations in India
Holds a fairyland atmosphere,
With hugging spiral roads
Ascending to the peak,
Mussoorie gives
Top view of
Foggy
Land
fabulous fanciful fantastical fairyland
frees the featherbrained feebleminded as much as it can
fleeting flighty flimsy flitting forever fireflies so grand
fragile frail fragrances frazzling a frantic flimflam man
There
is a
whimsical
place deep in the
forest where the limpid river runs through
a charmed stone arch bridge pulsing with magic.
A camouflage
to fool the
outside
world.
9/21/2020
example for Tetractys 3
Heart mended
beneficial Trust
blossom forecast
fairyland disguise
family man confused
in plaid t's vapor
patterned flavors
If it ain't the rest
It ain't the best
I digress
I'm a total mess
congested chest
fill me up
with your
Drug
KD
A leaf in my hand
Thrown up in the air
Floating on the wind
I reached into the air
Gentle to my hand
Silver magic their
I closed my hand around
And opened fairyland
Thrown back into the air
Sparkle everywhere
It took a leaf in my hand
To bring magic to the land
Form:
Sometimes, things do not go as planned.
Sometimes, you lend, or need a hand.
Sometimes, the small can just expand
Or float off into fairyland.
Sometimes, we do not understand,
Or overrule, or countermand.
It dulls the mind when all is canned;
The unexpected can be grand!
apparently, an angelic apparition appeared
bedraggled beauty befuddling and beguiling Beau
crafty cadaverous creature credibly crème de la crème
deceptively decent, deferential, deliberately delicate
effortless easing efficacious etiquette and eloquence
fancied phantom fascinating fawns and fey in fairyland
Hand in hand,
We tiptoe through the grass.
Shoulder high, as it tickles our faces.
Our clothes,
Yellowed with fairy dust.
We duck.
Giggling,
As we a become invisible
In the green jungle.
Fairies and butterflies flutter by,
Daring us to catch them.
For hours we play,
In our magical fairyland,
That only we can see.
Clear days of old,
Antebellum.
Not too fancy,
Mediocre.
Bright color seen
Perfect warm nest.
Young harmony
Child fairyland
Secondary,
Tall pine in back.
Conspicuous,
lone pompous rose
Toxic ivy
Marigold patch
Null pottery
Stream overflow
Taste pure water
Ordain infant
Adore always
Wife trustworthy
True nuptials
Man unyeilding
whorl
of gig,
seasonal
festivity ~
shapely, forested feast,
fairyland of colors.
scarlet, gold, and pumpkin,
reddish-purple notes ~
serenade of
surging gale’s
lavish
spend
9/7/2021
Sponsor: Malabika Choudhury
MERSE - Beauty Of Fall
PS syllable counter used
gig - job usually for specified time
I close my eyes
And I am there
I walk the forest floor
Thru a fairyland
That’s as mystical
As it is beautiful
And playful sounds abound
In and thru the branches
Tropical birds in a myriad
Their chants are echoing
While angelic butterflies
Flirt and flutter
Among exotic blooms
Enticing me to join them
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Sounds of the ocean
Waves in your mind
Rounds of lost emotion
Raves that cuts and bind
Bounds of the blue ocean
Shaves your deep mind
Mounds of tranquil notion
Saves your lost mind
Ocean in you
Mind in the wilderness
Ark of the deep sea
Fathom at its vastness
Ocean in you
Sails in the Neverworld
Depths of you
Fairyland of the unending world
Five funny fairies, Fond of fairy-cakes
Flying far from fairyland, Foraging for food
Five fairies feasted, on flowers full of fat
Freesia, Fuchsia, Fairy-fluff, frosted with fig fudge
Five fat Fairies, full of fairy food
Floating back to fairyland, flying far from fast
Contest : Alliteration Poems Please
2nd Place
It is surreal to me.
Corridors of dazzling colours.
Sonerous gurgling from hidden streams.
I must be in a gorgeous dream.
Murmurous whisperings of fairies.
In arcane little dwellings.
Or are they in the bulbous swellings
of unopen water lilies?
Far off I spy two beautiful fillies.
Until I stroke their silky manes.
In case I ner return again.
Please don't wake me.
Lullaby of life
Quilt of ardours and lee sides
Bed of Foxtail Orchids
Melody of a song
You made me a cosy nest to rest
Before I fall slumber
The forenoon
I open my eyes
It was just a dream
How the monsters awaiting
For my flesh
Their victual on the platter for supper
'a little sac of pixie dust
i wish i would have
sprinkle all over and be it
a fairyland of nod of my own'
Tell me a story, I may sleep,
with a charmed princess
in a small and remote keep
with a narrow dark access
Will the wild animals talk?
There will be spells and magic?
The plants and objects will walk?
The final will be happy or tragic?
Do not ask, it is your choice.
I will only need to hear
your sweet-pitched voice
and feel your presence near.
Come, give me your hand
Let’s travel to the fairyland.
Sister. No sweeter sounding word
Ever spoken. Ever heard
Two flowers growing on one tree
Bestowed with beauty equally
Two moonbeam smiles hand-in-hand
Secrets shared in fairyland
Younger shadow mirrors the older
Little girl tears on a big girl's shoulder
Lives diminished without your guidance
I am your sister, I carry your silence
Four pillars prevail, one father, one mother
I am one sister and you are the other
The majestic weeping willow that grew in grandmother's backyard, was our secret place to drink tea, read books, and play cards.The bowing branches, so like a gentleman offering his hand, opened magically into this domed fairyland. Graciously accepting the invitation, we would climb... to hear the lazy buzzing bees and lose all sense of time. Hidden away, a sacred court between friends,I know I'll never feel as safe again.
Waking from the fairyland,
dreams with wings, was that
your voice my voice.
Walking on sand barefoot
hand in hand...
Warmth in the memories light.
Alarm shrills welcome back
into the darkness.
Life's aroma ever stinging
my nostrils with its
flavorous existence.
Pen is still.
Wiping dream clouds
from my eyes,
shot of force to empty
thoughts.
Another day pen is still.
Words with wings
I catch the flight with
pen.
How delicate and how fine the dust
Diffusing to everywhere in the country
Making all the cities and villages twilight
Suchlike watching a fairyland legendary
The movements of People in the fog
Alike fairies flying lost in sullen cloud
Laughter can be heard without a doubt
But not a shadow could be worked out.
I am now beyond able to comprehend
The mystery of this broad eastern land
Green fields covered with snowy white
Lulled to sleep for the winter season,
Even though the sun is shining bright
Green fields covered with snowy white,
Sunbeams dance like the fairyland sprite
Twirling about for no special reason,
Green fields covered with snowy white
Lulled to sleep for the winter season.
SILVER MEDAL WINNER
Written January 31, 2022
"Winter or Summer" Poetry Contest
All Poetry
April 24, 2022
Longing to witness the necklace of the horizon's dress,
Dreamer, as friends affectionately address.
Building castles in the mind's eye,
Imagery where fairyland dazzles high.
Woven in reverie, miracles appear,
A red carpet of bubbling desire draws near.
Swaying in the mystic ballet, I lose my senses,
As a flicker of light through the stillness dispenses.
Vision unfolds in kaleidoscopic hues,
As the spirit of the universe pulsates in blues.