#fairypoems

And so when they met again

he thanked her for her counsel

and for telling him her exciting life

as a bardic minstrel.

The fairy told her his song

The song was a perfect piece.

It made Idony cry

and it was hard to cease.

It spoke of a person

who wanted to be free

but freedom is everywhere

but it’s just hard to see.

Love helps it appear

and Love is everywhere

and how we are like small children

always in It’s care.

And how it was Providence

that he found at last a friend

“I love you Idony”

said the Green Man Dorian.

Idony knew right then 

that she had him at last

in singing her response

a magic spell she cast.

She wavered but a moment

but she knew she must

finish breaking the fairy’s

desperate bid of trust.

So inside of her voice

there was no longer any guilt

in breaking the friendship

together they had built.

He listened to her and felt

that he was entranced.

But he couldn’t speak and gave her

a suspicious glance.

He felt that he was being

led so very far away...

and out of the river wood

in which he was to stay.

He didn’t seem too scared

for he knew he was naive

and there was no time now

for his own life to grieve.

For now he was entranced

and there was nothing he could do

The sorceress sang back to him 

“I love you too”

The magic that he had 

was now mixed in with hers.

He wasn’t careful and now

she was finally his master.

She led him to the edge

the Lord was waiting there.

a borderstone had been moved

he gave a bitter glare...

The Lord said to the Lady

“You may stop, I want to speak

to the woodland fairy man

this magical, green freak...”

The Lord then said to Dorian

“I know you’re powerful

so give me all your magic

I think you will be grateful.

For my research has found

that this will make you free

and from this sylvan land

you will be free to leave.

So transfer your power

into my willing hands

It will be different now

because I will own the lands...

If you don’t, my sorceress

will cast your sorry self out

because my high-born worthiness

you did come to doubt”

Dorian said unto the

ruthless, evil Lord.

“Long I have known, sir

that you’re rotten to the core

and long I have known 

I always could transfer

to another worthy being

all my magic powers...

but I could find no one worthy

to resign my powers to

but of everyone I’ve seen

the least of all, is you

though I longed to leave

this forest territory

now I change my mind

for God’s greater glory

You both think you’ve won

and left me with no choice

she may withold my power

but I still have my voice.”

The Green Man screamed a scream

one long and stunning yell

It sounded like a demon

From the darkest depths of Hell.

It shocked both pairs of ears

and the sorceress collasped

and all of her control

on Dorian relasped.

They stayed where they were

they were too scared to move

and their great cowardice 

that day did prove

They got onto their knees

and begged him for his mercy.

And he showed it to them:

He turned them into trees.

He turned them into willow trees

right where they were at.

He told the people who said

they liked them there like that.

The land was was you’d call

a dominion isolated.

So no one told the King

but word got out instead

that he had abdicated

and his “nephew” took his seat

the people put him in, 

for he was not a cheat.

It took quite a bit of work 

but they saw that he was good

and so they moved the castle 

into the deep and wild wood.

Everyone agreed that he

should be their new Lord

Who ruled kindly and wise

and never by the sword.

His friend the priest then helped 

to put his good friend in.

And he was known thereafter

as the Green Lord Dorian.

He was not completely perfect

but he was kind and just.

His dominion then prospered

‘cause in God he placed his trust.

In time he met another girl

and he fell in love with her

this love was not like the first

for this love was much deeper.

She worked as a musician

and a professional singer

for she really was a bard

and so he married her.

He split half of his magic

and this to her he gave

Julia loved him very much

for she knew he was brave.

They had many children

a half-fairy family

and he lived out the rest 

of his days happily.

Dorian was no longer

secluded and alone.

but he put upon his crest

a single antler bone.

to always remind himself

of the Devil’s trickery

and to always be opposed

to dark needless cruelty.

To be a guardian against

All the devil’s worldly lies.

And of all his persons and works

we must recognize.

Also of God’s goodness

of our Good Father above 

for all true magic power

comes directly from His love.

Thus, I end my story

please go your merry way

Good bye, farewell, goodnight

and finally, good day.

The End

Many quiet days went by

till brought to the Lord

was the famous sorceress

that he sent his letter for.

He was taken quite aback

for she was radiant and fair.

She was also powerful

and she had arrived there

to consent to the job he offered

to get rid of the forest fay

who would never come back

once he had gone away.

She knew the fairy was

a guardian of green

who could not leave the land

and was seldom ever seen.

The peasants said that he

would sing skillful songs...

So a plan formed in her mind

and she believed that he did wrong.

Because the Lord told her 

that he committed murder

and he killed whoever he thought

was an animal hunter.

Next he pointed to a pile

and it was very high

It was a shocking sight of:

Bones from the thigh.

The Lord said this pile was

was from“His bone collection-

but he did not harm women”

he took care to mention.

“Lead him from the woods

and to his demise”

The Sorceress nodded.

for she believed his lies.

“And what about my payment?”

The Sorceress then asked

“Of course”, the Lord said

“Once you complete your task-

You’ll receive 500 gold pieces

along with my finest horse

I will give these to you

to be forever yours.”

She accepted her job

and she left accordingly

and walked straight into the wood

of fairy mystery.

She seemed very cheerful

inside the bright summer air

the sunlight shined down

onto her rosin hair.

and large patches of gold

danced on the forest floor.

This didn’t seem like the place

of evil fairy folk-lore...

But she also knew that these things

can all be deceiving.

So, with a clear and full voice

she started singing.

Her voice was light, but rich

it seemed like sweet red wine

as she picked her way about

the bushes and woodbine.

The forest was in bloom

the flowers in their prime

and so it felt good to her

to form another rhyme.

True, it did get darker

 as deeper still, she went

“But only of health”, she noted,

“The green forest was wrent”.

She did not even have a

single evil vibe

She felt of the woods

as the time went by...

Still she was cautious

and now she heard a sound

and she thought for a moment

the fairy she had found.

It was  only a white rabbit

that ran straight to his hole.

Assured of this, she whispered

“Just like the fairy’s soul...

One who’s seldom ever seen

and seldom ever sought

but content with being king

over a strange, meager lot.”

The Sorceress walked all the way

up to the riverbed

she was singing all the way

and she had no fear or dread.

The Spanish moss hung down

from trees like canopies.

there were shadows all around

yet the scene had peace.

“Welcome, miss. Be careful here.

and please do not fall in...

The current’s strong there, because

the rain has made it swollen.”

The woman turned around

but she saw and noticed nothing.

“Show yourself!”, she then called

“Who is the voice that’s speaking?”

“Fairies only show themselves

if they really want to”

“So you are a fairy then-

What’s the name I may call you?”

The Green Man was underneath

his prized mulberry tree

he said, “Don’t be silly, miss.

for everyone knows me.”

He remembered the priest’s words

that he had said to be aware

that this person might be an enemy

come as a woman fair.

But it had been so long

since he had had a chat.

and he felt lonely and hollow

as a abandoned empty vat.

and he could not resist

so he spoke right up again:

“But since you don’t know, my Lady

--- You may call me Dorian”

End of Part Two

His glowing eyes of silver Will shimmer in the night When summer’s golden afternoon Begins to lose its light The little bearded creature That they call the Seelie Wight The golden rays of Summer Begin to lose their light And that is when his silver eyes Begin to glimmer bright The little bearded creature That they call the Seelie Wight His little eyes that twinkle With mysteries untold His jacket green with yellow trim And buttons made of gold And when he asks a favor He repays it seven-fold He beckons you with one hand And holds you in his sway He leads you through a doorway in A hidden passageway But always brings you home again Before the break of day He’s very fond of singing He’s quite without compare He sings a song to charm you As he braids your golden hair And then he sings so you’ll forget That you were ever there! But every night he steals you To marvel in delight As Fairies play their Fairy games Throughout the silver night Then travel home again beside A smiling Seelie Wight ***** ALTERNATIVE: As summer’s golden hours Surrender to the night You’ll see him coming down the hill By evening’s gentle light A sprightly bearded creature That they call the Seelie Wight His silver eyes that twinkle With mysteries untold His jacket green with yellow trim And buttons made of gold And when he asks a favor He repays it seven-fold He beckons you with one hand The other points the way One hand is young and full of life The other’s old and grey He leads you off and brings you home Before the break of day He keeps you close beside him Between the silent trees His voice is like a silver bell That echoes in the breeze Enchanting you the whole way through With ancient melodies At first he sings to charm you You feel as light as air And then he sings a wistful tune And braids your golden hair And then he sings a song so you’ll Forget that you were there He does this every evening He steals you in the night And each is like the first time As you marvel in delight Beside the singing of the one They call the Seelie Wight ********* And like a fleeting dream And when you’re in your cozy bed You’ll wonder where you’ve been And close your eyes as silver dreams Of Fairyland begin And he’ll be back tomorrow By evening’s dying light And like a dream, you‘ll recollect His singing with delight And travel on into the night Beside the Seelie Wight *****

Alternative lines:

When daylight’s golden hours Are giving way to Night That is the time that you will see him In the fading light