The Ballad Of The Harp Weaver
"Son," said my mother,
When I was knee-high,
"you've need of clothes to cover you,
and not a rag have I.
Fantasy Poems
Poems Envisioning Fantasy and Fairytales
This section is for poetry that falls in the realm of fantasy. The genre of fantasy is an opportunity to dream of reality as we might like it to be. It may leave the reader wondering if this fantasy is possible or whether it bears any resemblance to the real world. However, there are no limits to the possibilities that our imaginations can conjure. Each of these thoughts that are put on paper, although lacking an objective truth, tell us a truth about the human condition.
Poems about Love, Fairies, Dragons and Monsters
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The poem is a short, sweet, and precise journey of a great son-mother relationship. It takes one through the sacred and holy shares of time given by a mother in dedication to her child. The...
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Dreams
The Power Of Sleep And DreamsWe slip beneath the pillow's spell
And drift from heaven and into hell
To lose control of conscious mind
The secrets of our soul to find. -
I Believe In Magic
I believe in magic.
I believe in stories,
In strange beauty and wonder,
In dreams and glories. -
Castle Of Poets
The castle is a place where poets dwell,
Where each can cast their wondrous spell.
From the turrets high to the dungeons deep
From each portcullis to the central keep....Featured Shared StoryI enjoyed this poem. It had rhyme and reason. I thought it a bit scary by the end. Keep up the good work Mike!
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A Lonely Dragon
The enormous red and black beauty of the sky,
Always been free to fly.
But since all the little creatures-
With their bows and arrows-...Featured Shared StoryThis poem really touched my heart. We are so cruel to animals. We kill them for our selfish gains and we killed so many that some are extinct and soon some will be like a rhino. Can't we show...
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Song About Old Troll
Troll sat alone on his seat of stone,
And munched and mumbled a bare old bone;
For many a year he had gnawed it near,
For meat was hard to come by.Featured Shared StoryThis poem reminds me of times reading this with my dad. Thank you for publishing this poem!
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His Name Was Death
I asked him where he was going,
and he said that he didn't know.
Then I asked him where he came from, -
Paul Bunyan
He rode through the woods on a big blue ox,
He had fists as hard as choppin' blocks,
Five hundred pounds and nine feet tall...that's Paul.
Featured Shared StoryThis poem is easily identifiable as a classic, and it contains facts and emotions we all share throughout life at some time or other. Great reading and a great share. Well worth real...
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Grace
Poem About A MermaidI walked to the beach,
To collect some shells.
I stood on the pier,
And listened to the sounds. -
The House On Elm Street
The Dark Scary HomeIt sat alone.
What happened there is still today unknown.
It is a very mysterious place,
And inside you can tell it has a ton of space,
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