the fae and the dreamer

the fae and the dreamer

A Poem by Shy
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i closely associate the faerie realm with the dream realm, i guess. also rhyming seems very fae-like to me. like you're chanting some spell...

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be still

behind your eyes, a mirrored day

stitched together in unusual ways

you drift off into the setting of a golden sun

any new image conjured

an image easily undone


listen

you hear the chime, and ring, and cheer

of voices and bells that croon,

come near

the sweetest of voices, so soft, sincere

you learn the sound of their tune by ear


dream

their melodies call you to a canvas of white,

a canvas of day and a canvas of night

the mind now a haven, devoid of fright

become the pioneer of new worlds tonight


forget

and when you awaken

you’ll have wished you’d’ve stayed

in that world of new worlds,

in the home of the fae

but by noon, you’ve forgotten

the tune that used to play

its rhythm so familiar

just too far away

© 2019 Shy


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interesting. Have we met? Highlander hunter elite, the last remaining one in my imagination, a Harper from high in the mountains. When I'm really arrogant, I say the phantom queen Morrigan possesses me.

I believe in Faeries...they're all over. Grim wrote so many good tales...they Celtic Faerie tales were even considered religious by my kind.

Are you from the Shire...I mean, Ireland, the land protected by mighty Erin? I claim my estranged sister lives there and is a foul banshee when she's drunk.

You don't have to be shy. What's your name? I'll tell you mine...it's Bryan. Now share your secret in exchange with me..he he.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Added on April 16, 2019
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Tags: rhyme, magic, magick, fae, faeries, faerie realm, fantasy, dreams, dreaming, dreamer, sleep

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Shy
Shy

Saint Louis, MO



About
i'm nineteen and i write things sometimes. stick around for teen angst and inspirational banter, probably more of the former. more..

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A Poem by Shy