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Lunar Waite Poem
VOICES SOFTLY TINKLING IN THE BREEZE
TINY SHADOWS AMONGST THE TREES
GOSSAMER WINGS FLUTTERING LIKE BEES
THE FAERIES ARE IN MY GARDEN
GAILY THEY PLAY IN THE LONG LONG GRASS
RACING ON DRAGONFLIES DONT WANT TO BE LAST
SITTING ON DAISY HEADS YOU HEAR THEM LAUGH
THE FAERIES ARE IN MY GARDEN
DRINKING THE DEW FROM THE PETALS AND LEAVES
SUPPING THE HONEY THEY STOLE FROM THE BEES
WITH BEAUTIFUL FACES AND DIRTY KNEES
THE FAERIES ARE IN MY GARDEN
OH YES DEAR PEOPLE THEY DO EXIST
OUT THERE HIDING IN DAWNS EARLY MIST
ONLY BELIEVERS CAN SEE THEM, SO OFTEN MISSED
THE FAERIES ARE IN MY GARDEN
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Lunar Waite Poem
Tir Na Nog
I'd like to go to Tir Na Nog
And live amongst the fae
To sit atop a toadstool house
And watch them as they play
I'd like to go to Tir Na Nog
And live in forest green
To lay amongst the lush green grass
And laze away and dream
I'd like to go to Tir Na Nog
And far from humans be
To live in peace and harmony
And bathe in sunlights rays
I'd like to go to Tir Na Nog
And escape the outside world
To live with beauty all around
And leave the world behind
I'd like to go to Tir Na Nog
No place I'd rather be
Just woodlands creatures and the fae
Where happy I could be
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Lunar Waite Poem
I am the sweet uplifting breeze
I am the grass that brushes knees
I am the swallows taking flight
I am the stars that shine each night
I am the water lapping clear
I am the startled look of deer
I am the earth we all live on
I am the one who guides you home
I am the rain in mornings hush
I am the seas titanic rush
I am the snow that whitens trees
I am the pollen on summer’s breeze
I am the sun that warms us all
I am the crashing rocks that fall
I am the earth we all live on
I am the one who guides you home
I am the fire that clears the land
I am the great trees tall they stand
I am the autumn’s crispy leaves
I am the conkers falling free
I am the tears in newborns eyes
I am the last breath that he sighs
I am the earth that we live on
I am the one who guides you home
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Lunar Waite Poem
Elegant white dove, graceful wings taking flight
Opalescent sheen, in the suns golden light
Feathers like gossamer, eyes shining bright
Into the air, she glides up so light
Delicate wings gently flap, pushing her through the air
She flies in the sunshine, as if not a care
The sight of her beauty, makes me stop and stare
Giving me the will to tell all, of the love we should share
For this bird is a symbol, of peace and of love
She is sent by the deities, from up above
To tell all of mankind, of how we should love
The power of peace, on the wings of a dove
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Lunar Waite Poem
I SEE A PICTURE ON A WALL
A FACE STARES BACK AT ME
A FACE SO SAD AND LONELY
I WONDER WHO IT CAN BE
I GAZE INTO THOSE SORROWED EYES
I WONDER WHAT THEY SEE
AND THAT IS WHEN I REALISE
IT'S MY FACE LOOKING BACK AT ME
A MIRROR HANGS UPON THE WALL
MY FACE ITS SAD REFLECTION
I KNOW WHY SADNESS AND SORROW THERE
I KNOW IT'S SAD REJECTION
SO, NO MORE,MIRROR ON THE WALL
WILL I LOOK WITH BLIND DEJECTION
I FORCE A SMILE UPON MY LIPS
REFLECTED IN MY REFLECTION
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Lunar Waite Poem
FIREFLIES IN DUSKS WANING LIGHT FLYING
THEIR GLOW CASTING OFF AN ETHEREAL LIGHT
EVENING MAGIC SHADOWS DANCING
A THOUSAND SHINING EYES A GLANCING
CASTING PALE GLOWS IN THE NIGHT
FAERIES CROONING ANIMALS DRAW NEAR
UNICORNS WANDER IN SHOWING NO FEAR
THEY WHICKER AND WHINNY TO THE FAE ALL AROUND
FOR NOW IS THE TIME THEY COME ABOVE GROUND
FOR NIGHT IS FOR THEM, MYTH AND LEGEND? NO!
THEY JUST WANT TO LIVE IN PEACE
WHERE NO PEOPLE GO
MAGIC ABOUNDS FAERY DUST ALL AROUND
DRAGONS LAY SLEEPING ON THE COOL EVENING GROUND
STIRRING UP LEAVES WITH THEIR BREATH WITH NO FIRE
THEY AWAKEN AND TAKE OFF, EACH MAJESTIC A FLYER
TO SOAR THROUGH THE CLOUDS UNTIL LIGHT COMES TOO SOON
WHEN MYTH AND LEGEND RETURN TO THE EARTHS COMFY WOMB
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Lunar Waite Poem
OCEAN WAVES LAP TO AND FRO
AIR UP WHERE THE WIND DOTH BLOW
FIRE THAT CONSUMES ALL WHERE IT GO
EARTH, MOTHER OF ALL
SNOW THAT BLANKETS ALL THAT'S STILL
RAIN THAT FALLS THE LAKE TO FILL
ICE THAT FREEZES ALL STANDS SITLL
EARTH, MOTHER OF ALL
SOIL THAT COVERS FIELD AND GLEN
HEATHER BLANKETS MOOR AND FEN
SUN IN WHOSE WARMTH WE DWELL
EARTH, MOTHER OF ALL
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Lunar Waite Poem
IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
SHE DASHES IN FLEETING
HUMANS IN THEIR BEDS
LAY SLEEPING
IN A TINY VELVET BAG
UNDER THE PILLOW LAY
A TINY WHITE TOOTH
WHICH SHE WHISKS AWAY
SHE IS SO QUIET
THAT NOBODY STIRS
HER TINY WINGS BEATING
SOUND LIKE CATS PURRS
WITH A GENTLE HAND
SHE PLACES A COIN
AND FLIES OUT OF THE WINDOW
THE NEXT CHILD SHE'S GOING
TO REMOVE A LOST TOOTH
AND REPLACE IT WITH SILVER
AND A SPRINKLE OF FAERY DUST
BUT SHE CAN'T LINGER
THERE IS WORK TO BE DONE
BEFORE THE NIGHT IS GONE
TO RETURN TO THE FAE WORLD
TIL NIGHT NEXT COMES ALONG
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Lunar Waite Poem
I LOOK INTo MY MORnING MIRROR
AND THERE I SEE A TEAR
I HAVE NO LOVE NO THOUGHTS OF LIFE
ALL I HAVE IS FEAR
I HAVEA FEAR OF LIFE IN ALL
AND ALL IN FEAR I LIVE
I HAVE NO-ONE TO LOVE I FEAR
I HAVE NO LOVE TO GIVE
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Lunar Waite Poem
WINGS LIKE GOSSAMER SHIMMER IN MOONS PALE LIGHT
VOICES LIKE TINY BELLS, MOTHS TAKING FLIGHT
TOADSTOOLS POP UP UNBIDDEN FROM EARTH
THIS IS THE TIME OF THE FAES REBIRTH
AT NIGHT THEY APPEAR DURING DAY THEY'RE NOT SEEN
WHEN THE MOON IS HER HIGHEST AND THE AIR IS SERENE
FOR THE QUIET TIME IS THEIRS AND THEIRS ALL ALONE
WHEN MEN LIE IN THEIR BEDS THE FAE THEY LIVE ON
SOME ARE DANCING SOME PRANCING THEY DO LOVE THEIR FUN
BUT NEVER DO THEY SEE THE LIGHT OF THE SUN
FOR THEN THERE IS DANGER FROM A LL AROUND
AND THAT'S WHY THE FAE THEY LIVE UNDER THE GROUND
IN TREES AND IN WOODLANDS IS WHERE THEY MAKE THEIR HOME
FAERY CIRCLES OF TOADSTOOLS BY THE MORN THEY ARE GONE
BUT IF YOU STAND QUIET IN DAWNS EARLY NIGHT
AND LISTEN VERY CAREFULLY THE FAE WHISPER
GOODNIGHT
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