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The World of Fairy…a story poem.

a group of mushrooms sitting on top of a forest floor

the wee folk
live among us
hidden from sight
darting here and there
taking what they will
they live in a world
unseen
because we
took the upper realm
and left them nothing
but the underneath
they will never forget this
you can’t trust them
no matter how beautiful
they are
no matter what they say
they will not rest
until they have
revenge
for what they lost

 

Photo:  Lance Reis
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Runaway…a story poem

Keywords, Old-Fashioned, Child

Devin was unhappy
he wanted to see the world
but his parents
said they had to work
and couldn’t travel
all the time
even though they wanted to
they took him to the beach
and to the amusement park
but they never went to
Egypt
or London
or Africa
where the elephants lived
so one day
Devin packed what was important to him
in his suitcase
grabbed his stuffed rabbit
and left the house
while his mother was making
dinner
he had four dollars
in his pocket
but had no idea
if that was enough
to get him to Africa
where the elephants lived
he saw a bus and asked
the driver if he went to Africa
the driver smiled at hiim
and told him to go home
since he couldn’t get to Africa
from where he was
and he wasn’t sure
where the elephants were either
since he had never been to Africa
after asking a lot of people walking by
Devin realized that it wasn’t that easy
to get anywhere at all
no one he spoke to
even knew where Africa was
and no one knew where he could
find elephants walking around in
America either
this was an eye opening experience
for Devin
he realized that people didn’t
know very much at all
so he sat on a bench
and thought about his options
after twenty minutes
he was cold
lost
and hungry
he wondered what his parents
were having for dinner
it was then that he decided
to postpone his trip
and do some research
before he set off again
so he went home
unpacked
put his rabbit back on the bed
and went down to the kitchen
his mother smiled at him
and handed him two carrots
one for him
and one for his rabbit
she told him he looked cold
and asked if he had opened his
bedroom window
he told her that he didn’t open his window
he went looking
for Africa and the elephants
she laughed
kissed him
and told him to wash his hands
since dinner was ready
as he walked away
he realized that no one
really knew what was going on
with anyone else
and that was something
he would have to think about
maybe he could figure it out
on his way to Africa
perhaps the elephants
would be able to tell him
why everything was
so crazy
he felt better
now that he had a plan
and he was happy
since they were having
mac and cheese for dinner
so he tucked the second carrot
into his pocket
wiped his hands on his pants
and sat down in his chair
wondering if elephants
liked noodles

 

Photo: Pixabay

Borders…a story poem

forest covered in fog

the world of the Others
looks enticing
beautiful
natural
welcoming
quiet
and
dreamy
but those
can sometimes
be traps
to lure you in
where Fairies
and Elves
Brownies and
Nightmares live
waiting for foolish humans
to ignore their desire
to RUN
but instead
step over the logs
that are the border
between one world
and another

 

Photo:  Dave Hoefler
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She…a story poem

she tried to pass
as human
everyone liked her
she looked cool
was a fighter
dressed in white
and carrying a
warriors war staff
embedded with ruins
and markings
I hadn’t seen before
but I wasn’t fooled
she was too smooth
too perfect
she was an
AI
here to
save the world
but motives
can be tricky
and things are not
always what they seem
and saviors
too often come
with blood
on their hands
and their minds
their mouths
filled with lies
and deceit
so perhaps
people better step up
and finally
save themselves

 

 

Photo:  Hesam Link
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Mitzi Smith…a story poem

woman in black blazer wearing white earbuds

Mitzi Smith
was having a bad day
someone told her
that if we were made of
STARDUST
then
EVERYTHING
was made of
STARDUST
since dust
no matter
WHERE it
comes from
has a tendency
to fall where it may
which means that
sheep
cows
cats
and
pretty much
all living things
are made of
STARDUST
Mitzi felt that her
individuality
and uniqueness
had been
taken from her
but then she realized
that you can’t lose
something
you’ve never had

 

Photo:  Hamid Tajik
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Once upon a time…a Story Poem

Hd Wallpaper, Nature Wallpaper, Crescent

once upon a time
when the moon was very young
and found out
that it didn’t have
a light of its own
a girl
who was quite young herself
thought she head someone in the sky
crying
ARE YOU OKAY UP THERE
she called out LOUDLY
and the noise stopped
WHAT’S WRONG
she asked
the baby moon sighed
I just found out that I don’t
(sniffed the moon)
have a light of my OWN
IS THAT A BAD THING
asked the girl
WHAT DO YOU MEAN
asked the moon
obviously confused
I MEAN WHY DO YOU CARE 
IF YOU DON’T HAVE A LIGHT OF YOUR OWN
I DON’T HAVE A LIGHT OF MY OWN EITHER
the moon was silent
then said
BUT I’M SUPPOSED TO LIGHT THE WAY
OH
said the girl
FOR WHO
FOR EVERYONE
WOW
THAT’S A BIG JOB

I KNOW
groaned the moon
I DON’T THINK MANY THINGS
HAVE THEIR OWN LIGHT
JUST THE SUN
REALLY
asked the moon
YES REALLY
SO I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE
OF COURSE NOT
the moon stopped sniffling
and felt quite a bit better
ARE YOU OKAY NOW
YES THANK YOU
I’D LIKE TO STAY AND TALK
BUT I FEEL AS IF I’M BEING PULLED AWAY
I CAN THROW A ROPE TO YOU
AND YOU CAN LOOP IT OVER YOUR EDGE
THEN I’LL HOLD ON TO THE OTHER END
AND YOU CAN STAY FOR AWHILE
I’D REALLY LIKE THAT
said the moon
so that’s just what they did
and the moon stayed
as long as it could
and they had a lovely
evening chatting
and doing what
moons and little girls do

 

Picture:  Pixabay

Tod and the Hungry Tree…a story poem

most people don’t realize that trees
aren’t always what they seem to be
most trees are friendly
helpful
and kind
but others
are just plain
hungry
so when Tod got too close
the tree simply grabbed him
and no matter how hard he tried
he could not escape
the police looked for him
his parents
and their friends
searched high and low
but he was never found
nowadays
every time someone
walks past the tree
they quicken their pace
and think
to themselves
that tree
is definitely
more than it
seems to be

 

Photo:  Ayam Zaker
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When the light is just right…a story poem

Free Double Exposure of Man Using His Phone and Smoking and Sea Stock Photo

sometimes
it’s hard for people to leave
their energy stays
attached to memories
habits and
places that felt good
now and then
if you’re not looking for them
you can see
a ghost or two
but the light
has to be just right
and it’s best
not to speak to them directly
they aren’t really part of this reality
not any more
just keep walking
and don’t look back

 

Photo:  Tiēu Linh
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Mary had a little dog (said like Mary had a little lamb)…story poem.

Mary
had a little dog
whose coat
was almost black
and everywhere
that Mary went
the dog
had Mary’s back
he followed her
to work and school
which was against
the rules
the dog saw
very clearly
that the rules
were made by fools
everybody loved him
they thought him
quite polite
but they had never seen him
ready for a fight
so Mary held her little dog
she held him very tight
knowing as she did so
that things would be alright

 

 

Photo:  Alexey Demldov
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She wasn’t like other women…a story poem, of sorts.

Face, Woman, Female, Lifestyle

people often said
that She wasn’t like
other women
and of course
they were right
except for the genetic part
other than that She might not
have been like other women
I mean no two women are the same
so saying that She wasn’t like other women
was just a simple truth
that could be said about any woman
anyway
She loved information
and picked it up
wherever she could
shoving it into the file cabinets
in her mind
until eventually
EVERYTHING
became information
so relationships
were impossible
even her dog
wasn’t happy
since She was always
asking him questions
and while he answered her questions
She never understood
a word he barked
which was frustrating
for both of them
on so many levels
but still
She fed him well
took him for walks
let him sleep on the bed
and petted him each and every day
so he never ran away
he just hoped for more
She told him that most of the time
her head was filled with so many stories
and interesting facts
that the real world
seemed dull in comparison
She said that if one could live in stories
why would anyone want to live in the real world
where everything was messy
and just plain insane
her dog listened politely
and tried to stay awake
his stories were far less complicated
all he really wanted was good food
a ball
and a soft place to sleep
but he tried
to the best of his ability
to be there for her
because someone once told him
that that’s what friends do for each other
so She spoke of wonders
of beauty
of things that existed elsewhere
while he put his head on her lap
and thought of his ball
that had rolled under the chair
where he couldn’t reach it
because really
he sighed
we do all live in our own
tiny worlds
and we can only see
as far as our eyes
will allow

 

 

 

Picture:  Pixabay

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