One day I woke, and a small noise I heard.
Since very near the window it seemed to be,
I thought perhaps that it could be a bird.
I got up from my bed and went to see.
What a big surprise!
Yes, big surprise, but what I saw was NOT
too big. In fact, what I spied was quite small.
And I am sure it wished not to be caught,
way up there looking startled on the wall.
What met my eyes?
A fairy I saw there with wings outspread.
A pretty fairy. Yellow was her hair;
her hands pressed on the wall above my head.
I wished I had not given her a scare.
Happily I cried hello!
And then I begged her to come down and let
me view her closely. Curious was I.
No sooner did I speak – I saw her get
onto my ceiling fan. It helped her fly!
Out my window she did go!
May 4, 2022 for Jeff Kyser's Tall Tales 2 Poetry Contest
Categories:
tail end, fantasy,
Form: Tail-rhyme
When you act as an ass, you are the butt of all the jokes!
~One line Poem#2 contest by Poet Destroyer A
Categories:
tail end, humorous,
Form: Free verse
2.
No Golden Honour
Golden in the class
Honour certificate
No problem
But mademoiselle
Was to cry
Something changed,
Who knows when?
Something changed,
Even I don’t know why.
3.
Tiny, Capricious, Impish
Tiny, capricious, impish,
Perfect imitations of head prefects,
Nearly got caned for it,
Get your hands out of your pockets!
Cackles of laughter before grace,
Up before the head prefects,
Endearment to the seniors,
Friend of all the tough guys,
The most popular bloke in the third form,
Constantly in trouble,
Ingenious smile on an angel’s face,
Tiny, capricious, impish.
Tiny, capricious, impish,
Perfect imitations of head prefects,
Nearly got caned for it,
Get your hands out of your pockets!
Categories:
tail end, cry, england, hurt, london,
Form: Free verse
i give myself permission to walk away
why display when my heart is in disarray
the delay causes me to slowly decay
why put my life on hold
for an icy maiden who wears her moniker so bold
even when it is damp and mercilessly cold,
an effortlessly careless spirit will surely unfold
i give myself permission to simply let it be
clarity and its colors i now more therapeutically see
crystalline, rhythmic patterns are surprisingly refreshing to me
i reckon this is what a vast majority experience when truly feeling free
Categories:
tail end, break up,
Form: Rhyme
the borders of space and time,
or so a physicist would claim,
don't at all exist-
everything is all the same-
every point you can imagine,
is the center of it all
and time is classed as
a mere measurement of
movement in this non-existent space....
well, maybe that's true,
I wouldn't know, but it
sounds counter-intuitive to me
I guess I don't have their wisdom
and so I'll never see
how everywhere is the same
and yesterday is as possible
to reoccur, than a brand new day
if I took 10 times ten times ten again,
and squared it all again....
and multiplied this mighty number
by ten more tens and another ten
and each one was a reason
why the universe is the way it is....
I would need more than eternity
to try to figure out this quiz
so I will look no further now
than my next breath, or
maybe my next step,
for if I live ten years longer
than eternity I still will be inept
to figure the riddle of life, and
of Gods, and races of other
living things,
but if he wants me to travel,
I pray he gives me wings
Though I will never be
of such great worth
to travel in the heavens,
but only here on earth
Categories:
tail end, imagination, inspirational, life, mystery,
Form: Free verse