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Fairies, sprites, and wee folk

by wordsmith


The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on March 8, 2009
"This is a different kind of fairy tale with a bit of a twist at the end. I guess the moral of the story is what goes around comes around... sort of."

The Tale of Tok and Lok

Tok and Lok were fairy sprites, they lived among the wood
And often they’d do naughty things, just to prove they could.
In the summer time they would snag twigs in people’s hair,
In winter shake trees thick with snow as they passed ‘neath unaware.
But their favorite trick of all to play was stirring up the bees,
Then laughing as they chased poor folks all throughout the trees.
On day they were behaving in a manner much like this
When down below the grasses stirred then came an evil “Hiss”
“Methinks” said Tok to his friend Lok, “there is a snake down there,
What say we tie him up in knots?” Lok bravely took the dare.
So down they flew to tease the snake and flit between the branches;
The snake had trouble catching them, though he had many chances.
Till at last they had him up in knots and sat just out of reach,
Dancing and a laughing and giving the most gloating speech.
Yet all the while they teased this snake they let one fact escape them;
Though the snake was up in knots, the cat was not, and ate them.

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on March 20, 2009

The Tale of Brownie Sprite

You’ve heard of fairies Tok and Lok, now meet their cousin Brownie
Brownie was not a country sprite; in fact he was a townie
He had a quaint apartment just above the kitchen sink
Of the brick house on the corner that belonged to Mrs. Fink
The door was hidden right behind the outlet cover
It was very hard to see so Mrs. Fink could not discover
And she didn’t know that she had one very small houseguest
And Brownie never told her and she never would have guessed
That it wasn’t mice who stole the cheese or scribbled on the soap
And she never would have thought that twisty ties could be jump rope

But one day Brownie lost a shoe and he was almost caught
When Mrs. Fink discovered it and wondered quite a lot
Just where it might have come from and why it was so small
And why it had a little tag that said "made in Montreal"
Just when Brownie thought that he would surely be found out
Mrs. Fink remembered how Sam’s doll had gone without
A shoe, so she called her daughter up to tell her that granddaughter Sam
May have left behind her toy when she last visited her Gram
And so Brownie got away and was safe inside his house
And Mrs. Fink continued thinking her home contained a mouse

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on March 20, 2009
"This one was written around Christmas but I thought it would go well with the other fairy poems I've written."

The Tale of Jingle and Jangle

Far and wide to pine tree grove the people came to see
The lights and decorations of the perfect Christmas tree

Jingle and Jangle were Christmas sprites who lived in Pine Tree Grove
To decorate trees perfectly was the reason they both strove
To spread the branches here and there to cover up the gaps
And string up tinseled garlands by racing round and round in laps
They polished up each icicle till they could see their face
And hung up all the ornaments in every special place
The sparkle of the Christmas lights on each tree was a must
To this end each tree was sprinkled with a little fairy dust
And the starlight glowing angel at the top of every tree
Was a volunteering pixie standing tall for all to see

A sight more glorious pretty you would be hard pressed to find
Though humans came from all around the animals didn’t mind
And Jingle and her friend Jangle were as proud and they could be
When people oohed and aaahed and clapped at the sight of each new tree

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on March 20, 2009
"Also written a while ago, actually inspired by the home of the lady hosting the New Year's party I was attending at the time. It was full of antiques and knick knacks, I wrote the poem on a napkin and gave her a copy."

The Tale of Fairy House

A large amount of fairy folk occupy this house,
From rather large and stately to some smaller than a mouse.
There’re those who dress in Christmas garb and those in pointy shoes,
There’re those who dress in greens and browns and those in flowing blues.
From high and low and hidden coves their sprightly faces peek,
From little girls to wise old men and each one is unique.
It comes as no surprise that these far relatives of Puck,
Should help ring in the New Year with their promises of luck.

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on March 22, 2009
"I Love the NotMees, They always got the blame when I was a kid."

Mythological Creatures: The NotMees

There is a race of mischievous sprites that go by name of NotMees
The NotMees are invisible and crouch on children’s shoulders
Whispering of devious plots and drowning out the StopMees
The NotMees get rid of the doubts and make the children bolder
What’s there to fear from mother dear when you can blame a NotMee?

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on March 24, 2009
"Inspired by the same weather as "The Weather Today"."

The Tale of Tink and Link

Tink and Link were weather sprites for dank and gloomy days,
They weren’t exactly popular as most folks hate those days.
When it was cold and rainy out, Tink would gather up the damp,
And Link would make a fog with it, obscuring all car lamps.
As drivers cursed the looming fog, Tink and Link would roust the toads
And send them out to occupy the sidewalks and the roads.
They also called up hordes of worms that slithered slimy slick
All over as folks avoided them with a lilting kind of skip.
Not to mention all the mud and cold that seemed to creep up from folks’ shoes,
It wasn’t there by accident, Tink and Link they caused those blues.

Yet Tink and Link weren’t happy as they caused this dreary mess,
Folks may not like this weather but Tink and Link they liked it less.
Instead of grey and ghastly days they longed for summer’s sun,
If it was harder work than this, at least it would be fun.
But there wasn’t much that they could do; no one else would take their place!
It seemed their job was avoided like the plague by the whole fairy race.
“What if we asked a goblin to do it instead” said Tink,
“Nah, that’s a dumb idea, let’s ask a gnome” said Link.

They thought they saw a gnome standing in Mrs. Fink’s front yard,
But soon found out that he was plastic and his head was hard.
They searched in all the alley ways and scoured all the parks,
But they simply couldn’t find a gnome and it was getting dark.
So they headed home dejected and as they tromped across a bridge,
A Gnomish face appeared below to rise up like a ridge.
“You shall not pass” declared the gnome, “until you have paid the toll!”
“Hold up,” said Link, “I thought bridges were the homes of trolls,
What is a gnome doing down here using tolls to rob?”
The gnome replied, “I wouldn’t but I kind of lost my job.”
“How interesting” Link replied giving Tink a clever wink,
“We happen to have a job opening that must be filled this week.”
And soon between the two of them they convinced the gnome to take their place,
Then scampered off with thoughts of sun, each with a smile on their face.

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on October 8, 2009

The Tale of Hannah and Anna

Now, Hannah and Anna were fairies
who lived in a forrested glade
and one day they were having a picknick
'neath a Rowan tree and its fine shade

When sudden the grass began stirring
and riding the wind came a howl
and their picknick was certainly ruined
by a feeling of something most foul

Then out of the forrest a wolf came
A slavering fierce looking beast
with eyes glowing red and sharp teeth that brought dread
as he surveyed the glen for a feast

Now, Hannah and Anna were frightened
too late, there was no place to hide
but they bravely put forth smiling faces
if nothing else they'd die with pride

But the wolf wasn't slavering or beastly
and his eyes were just red from his tears
"I've a thorn in my foot can you help me?"
his words banished the fairies' fears

So, Hannah and Anna they helped him
and pulled out the thorn from his foot
And then they all three, sat down to have tea
While the wolf held his cup with his foot

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on November 12, 2009
"Because I didn't have one with Leprechauns"

The Tale of Flynn and Lynn

Now Flynn and Lynn were leprechauns who came from Ireland’s shores
Across the great blue waters to a place they’d not seen before
Now you might think it odd and strange for creatures so fond of green
To travel to the desert and its sandy lifeless scene
But it happened just by accident according to a wish
When Flynn and Lynn were captured by a sly and cunning witch
Now witches have their magic, and their own spells it is true
But this witch was no alchemist which made her rather blue
And so to get a pot of gold she laid a cunning trap
Involving string, a box, a stick, and a whiskey filled jar cap
It wasn’t long before the whiskey lured those two fools in
The box came down, the leprechauns were soundly trapped within
The witch came out and said “ha, ha! Now you owe me one wish!”
And Flynn and Lynn replied “All right, jus’ let us out ye witch.”
“Sure” said the witch “but first ye must be grantin me my wish,
For two great big old pots of gold, enough to fill a ditch.”
And up beside the roadside there appeared a ditch of gold
But after that was desert sand, “What’s this!” the witch did scold,
“you wished for gold,” said little Flynn, “and here it is for ye”
“but you didn’t say bring it to you so to it we have brought ye”
“but that’s not fair” replied the witch, “I caught ye fair and square,”
“Ah, but that’s the thing,” said Lynn “life isn’t always fair.”
“we’ll take ye back to Ireland, if you simply let us out.”
The witch agreed, removed the box and blinked and looked about,
For she was back in Ireland beside that same old road,
And Flynn and Lynn were vanished, and so was the ditch of gold.

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on October 12, 2011

The Tale of Iffy and Bifft

Now iffy and biffy were fairies of a most peculiar sort
And they'd often spend time on the face of a dime talking of fine drinks like port
But since iffy and biffy were poor folk, just that dime and some pie in the sky
They'd just sit there all talk and the people would mock how they'd never be able to buy.
And one day just as this was occuring, young iffy to biffy did say
"sure'n it would be grand if some 'un tripped in the sand and rolled a few coins out this way."
"it's true, t'would be grand," said old biffy, "to have all that cash quick to hand,
But so often I think, that to order the drink, so much taller than this we'd need stand."
"alas, tis too true," said young iffy, "for the bar we'd not reach as we are."
And it soon was decided that funds undivided were better for ladders by far.

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on April 5, 2012

The Tale of Lenny and Lanna



Lenny the fairy loved Lanna, the beautiful princess of sprites
But unfortunatly,
Their love could not be,
For their families were often in fights.

So Lenny the fairy decided, one day on a whim to fly by
And snatch Lanna Sprite
From her window by night
And take her to the forest nearby.

But Lanna the sprite loved not Lenny, she loved the fey prince in his stead.
So, unfortunatly
Lenny’s love could not be,
His heart broke and he was soon dead

Then Lenny turned into a flower, the most beautiful one in the land,
With a stem full of thorns
To make everything torn
And to prick those who’d pick in the hand

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on April 5, 2012

The Tale of Hip and Hop

There were two fairies Hip and Hop who lived inside a drum
And they were both so very small, no bigger than your thumb.
They wore two tiny feathered caps and little pointed shoes
And their favorite thing to do all day was sit andsing the blues.

And one day they were doing thus and talking of their woes,
How each of them would like to find a set of brand new clothes.
The feathers in their caps were always drooping toward the grownd
And the points upon their pointed shoes were dragging in the sand.

“Why don’t we both go into town?” said Hip to his friend Hop
“I’m sure that we could find something inside one of the shops.”
And so they travelled very far and finally got to town
But everything that they could find was simply colored brown.

“This will not do at all my friend,” said Hop to his friend Hip,
“I’d rather wear our old clothes, I don’t mind a little drip.”
And so they travelled home again but ever after this
They wore their drooping feathers with a modicurm of bliss.

The following is a piece of writing submitted by wordsmith on April 28, 2015

the faeling prince

A long time ago in a land far away
where fairies loved to run and play
and sing and dance, do what they may
no matter what the people say

There lived a handsome faeling prince
the kind there has not been seen since
he was quite tall as fairies go
some thought him a man although

He had two wings upon his back
wings feathered in the deepest black
upon his brow a crown of jet
a gem so black who saw it wept

And eyes so black they looked like night
twinkling reflecting back starlight
and hair just like a raven's wing
he seemed no prince but a devil king

but he was kind as kind could be
though many catching sight would flee
he had a harp twas also black
he carried it inside a sack

"Why do you run away from me?"
he'd say when people tried to flee
Then he would play the harp until
the music drew them to the hill

The happy joyful song he played
would draw them closer till they stayed
to dance and laugh and jump and run
they'd sing along and have great fun

and when they all went home again
they'd dream about going back again
the faeling prince taught all the world
that just because you color's cold
it doesn't mean you have to be
"you can be kind and fun like me"

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