THE FAERIE KEEPER

He slumbers in the tall grass,magical dreams abound
He doesn't need to worry,with faeries all around
They weave a magical spell,that forms within his mind
The Faerie Keeper feels the magic,because he's one of a kind

The wee folk that enchant, the faerie visions seen
Are wispy dreams he's woven to share with human beings
His heart is filled with sunshine, deep within his soul
He's the Faerie Keeper of the web, one of which I know

Faeries dance above him and sit upon his nose
They dance and spin their magic and sometimes even pose
They touch his silky hair and whisper in his ear
And he can hear them giggle, even though he is not there

Below is a beautiful example of Denny's work.
I'm honored. Thanks Denny!

Sand, A Friend Who Shares

Soft Thoughts
Twas once a wee and tiny slinder elf,
who kept her thoughts to herself,
a faerie child with sweet round cheeks,
a mortal soul she often seeks.

One day she found a vision in a light,
words that sparkled in the night,
and pleasures flowed thick and fast,
into her found mortal soul at last.

Here with loves hand in excess,
and soft phrases with no bitterness,
which flow with unbroken charm,
to rally lives frothed with harm.

All so tender and all so pretty,
at each soft word to feel within,
a sweet recoil of love, not pity,
and what, if in this world of sin.

Such a soul and heart with brain,
comes saving grace from rage and pain,
so together they talk as spirits often do,
seek ye Sand, a soul in grace born by few

 

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Denny Lancaster
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