Short Fairyland Poems

bedtime story
no worry now
dreamy escape

29-January-2021...

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Flowery garth seems
as a fairyland, where a
red rose bloomed for you...

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Step into Fairyland
Follow me to Grandmama’s cottage
A place of hope and love...

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Longing to go with you
Off to a fairyland
Valentine I wish to become
Every moment of my life...

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No Place Like Home

Spider webs, lichen…
Fairyland at best, makes up
A humming birds nest
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Fly me again to fairyland,
where you have flown me many times,
in dreams and in our quiet bed.









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Flimflamming flighty fairyland
Hidden in hills, next to solid sand
Subterfuge for elves and king elf grand
Sought out by curious Mariachi band...

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shaking fairyland forest
   gazillions of acorns sleet
       are the squirrels playing slots —
                         Vegas on my roof.

                                 9/27/2020...

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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...

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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

Posted December 30, 2017...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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!...

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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....

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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

Posted on May 6, 2019...

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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....

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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'...

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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....

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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...

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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.


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