The fairy glade is where you’re at
Where dreams are made in a great big vat,
And in this land of you’ll never find
A grain of sand left out of time.
~Twofer!~
Deep in the hallow
Of an ancient wood
Mystical lanterns
At one time stood.
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When You Mourn the Dream
When memories fade away
Staring at the mirror’s face
And you can’t seem to find a trace
‘Cause all is lost in the graying mist.
When you mourn the dream
And you can’t make sense of anything
You’re just searching for a reason
to hold on.
You can’t find your way
Standing in the rain
And all the dreams you thought you had
Don’t mean anything
They just fade to gray.
So find me here
Beneath each fallen tear
And as the daylight fades
I’ll mourn the dream.
“I think people mourn the dream, you know?” ~Shawn Connors
Poem by FanTC
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The Warning
There’s a storm a’brewin’, love.
The winds are getting fierce.
Pay attention to the stars
If you happen to see above
The wayward clouds.
The trees are bowing low.
Listen well because they know
When the storm is brewing,
You best be doing
Farewell.
Now the sky is growing dim,
The clouds they’re turning black.
When you hear the warning call,
You best listen in
Or else.
FanTC
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Teddy
Honey golden
Soft as can be
A shoulder to cry on
A comfort to me.
Gentle dark eyes
Made up of fluff
Silently hugs
My teary-eyed stuff.
FanTC
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Do You Dream?
Dream of flying?
Of soaring over mountains,
Scaling scrapers,
Or sunrise misty fountains?
Dream of being?
Of living every day,
Being big,
Or just changing ways?
Dream of walking?
Of stepping over fallen stones,
Treading lightly
In castles where the wind moans?
Dream of seeing?
Of viewing rainbows never seen,
Watching faces,
Of people who’ve other places been?
Dream of dancing?
Of waltzing with the moon,
With the sun
In a never ending tune?
Do you dream?
Of brighter days to see,
And if you do,
Would you tell me?
FanTC
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