Fairy Poems and Poetry by Poets from Around the World

Fairy love

Fairy Godfather — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 19:56:33 +0000

If my love shall love me, let there be naught hate, standing in fairy light
Exceptionally see thy lays to mend
‘I love his smile , his kiss
Of naught to hurt our sweet love
Thy shall be encumbered with my soul
A pleasures of each centaurs day
For my heart shall be his
Be changed or given to another I shall be
May each sun bring us closer to the moonlight fairy dance
Thy shall dry his awaking tears
A deliverance creature of the nigh
Thy shall comfort my only song
Be my love , my beloved one of time
Thy is the blessed , goodness part of me I shall forever love thee

Jasmine Elf

Fairy Godfather — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 19:53:38 +0000

Through soft tears jasmine kiss, I be the human who calls my elfs love , soft april mist

I embraced apricot mist, awaiting the change in light
twilight

You fill my soul with each matter of love, from emotions felt above

With each slow , smoldering elfs mystical flame

Through each touch I feel intent

Stay with me , while I ask your name

Melancholy to each human way

I await each breeze , to find happiness

Treasures deep hidden

Love is lasting forever

Loves Magic

Fairy Godfather — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 19:50:42 +0000

Loud fluttering sounds, adorn the mystical skies
Buttershums shelterd us
Timeless petals lay on fairys of lace
I love thee, kiss my lips

There are twin fairy love, one of the sight, cradled lull
Lightness tenderly the voice of your gentle soul , I am she
I shall feel this with pixies laughter, each gnomes sleeve
Tenderly you carry the rose to my breathe

Beneath, all rafters, I seek thee
With scented candles dancing , celeste teas
We shall kiss my winged one,Watching rippling of tides estuarine
With many woven dreams, I miss thee

Angel Waiting

Fairy Godfather — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 19:46:44 +0000

Delicate Angelic wings drift alongside the clouds silently

Unhindered by the intrusion unexplained

With a presence beauty with dusty wings

Skeptics line the mysterious unveiling

Reflections of thither mystical throne

sails between worlds , angels of lighted vessels

called in messengers , guardian of time

Radiant saffron hair beams of light

Wings glorious lights

Deviance waft opulent soft moons

Flowering rose soft as the faces cherubs in rows

Wings of silence thrice , assyd

Eternity

Fairy Godfather — Fri, 22 Mar 2013 17:17:39 +0000

Put a mirror to my face
Behind, another mirror, place
Let me reflect and — then — I’ll see
I go on for eternity

2013©Tracy Cardinet

Flitters

Fairy Godfather — Fri, 22 Mar 2013 17:12:55 +0000

A butterfly flitters
A fairy floats
A bubble lifts
A note of hope.

The U.S.O. Show

Fairy Godfather — Wed, 20 Mar 2013 10:13:20 +0000

Slowly the mumbling soldiers file
in and sit at the U.S.O.,
hoping to find a forgotten smile
in the dance and music of the show.

All attending, REMFs and Brass,
applauding, cheering, laughing hard;
and while they sit there on the grass,
the Grunt is on perimeter guard.

Hearing the music and the laughter,
while listening for the thump and whine
of an incoming mortar round, and after,
the roar as it crashes down the line;

But this day, Charlie doesn’t show.
and that’s as close as a Grunt can get
to the entertainment of the U.S.O.,
and he sighs as he mops his sweat.

Copyright (C) 2000, John Bliven Morin

The Bird and the Fairy

Fairy Godfather — Wed, 20 Mar 2013 10:05:58 +0000

Between the scarlet poppies
and the lowly ivy flowers
an angry crested tit, incensed,
was arguing for hours
with a strong-willed poppy fairy
about a caterpillar
he wanted for his dinner;
one could hear the irate triller,
“Give me that tender morsel,
he’s ugly as they come;
why do you defend him,
are you stupid, are you dumb?”

“You can’t have him, hungry bird,
go find yourself some seeds;
they should suit you just as well
and meet your belly’s needs.
This creature may be ugly now,
but soon will touch the sky
in colors bright as flowers,
as a lovely butterfly!”

The Poppy Fairy2012©Myrea Pettit

Sappho

Fairy Godfather — Thu, 07 Mar 2013 09:54:33 +0000

The sea-spray nearly hides
Her small figure, a silhouette
Upon the moonlit sand;
The cresting, crashing tides
Muffle her cries of loss and despair
Along the lonely strand.

Skilled in music and the arts,
So many raised to womanhood
And then forever lost;
Mistress of their mistress’s heart,
Bartered for long-forgotten kingdoms
Again she bears the cost.

With dignity and courage, she,
The marriage-feast attends;
Whose heart would hide,
Takes the lyre upon her knee,
With clear, calm voice can
Sing the praises of the bride.

Can even the tender heart
And warm tears for you
Shed by your dearest Cleis,
Ease the pain of parting,
The emptiness of loss?
Great Sappho, be at peace.

Three thousand years or ten
Cannot mute the Aeolian Muse;
Your voice still rings today,
Outlasting the palaces of men;
The brides live still in your songs
Whose kings are dust and clay.

Copyright (C) 2001, John Bliven Morin

Gaia

Fairy Godfather — Mon, 04 Mar 2013 13:12:24 +0000

Nature’s woodwinds fine-tuned

Capture the rhythm of the day

The wind races, embracing

Tender buds that cling, awaiting spring

Trees stretch and yawn

All bareness, gone

They, and the lawn

Now green

Song so sweet, yet incomplete

‘Til tulips pucker up and kiss

A springtime promise

Wrapped in bliss

Jonquils pen their poetry

Sunny, golden-bright

Mellow, yellow symmetry

Green meadows to delight

Winter was, and is no more

With Gaia in full swing

Snow is gone and, like before

All at once, it’s spring

Little rhyme and less reason, ‘cept that I love Spring and I love you