Fantasy Poems
The Shadowland
by Richard Randolph
I traveled in the shadowland
where nothing’s what it seems.
There I saw a poor young maid
trapped within a cage.
“Please, young sir, help me,” I heard her say.
“They say I steal hearts, but I swear it isn’t that way.”
So that night I set her free.
Then we rode together until the sea.
I still remember how the stars shone that night,
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The Dream Patrol
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven;
For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation.
Willie and his beloved wife, Elvira, lived highly organized, pleasant lives;
For magic impels ways and customs to differ, like buds, as spring arrives.
Everyone called Willie Winkie, 'Wee,' since most elves were notably bigger;
But, he was Director of Dreams, scattering joys of plum night, with vigor.
Violence was completely unheard of, inside their peace loving community,
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A Bittersweet Experience
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was in my backyard sunning, while lost in warm daydreams,
Enjoying red raspberries, while listening to the birds sing.
Lying on afternoon chaise, in the golden midst of hot July,
As I watched mauve butterflies, and lazy dragonflies go by.
Charmed by the bluest of skies, and the fragranced fresh air,
I felt that surely, there was not a better place anywhere!
The flowers were so lovely, and the grass was so deep green,
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A Rich Rhyme
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Louis Watson loved well made, toy ships, and had a fine collection,
Since father was a sailor himself. Like aged wind's novel directions.
Louis loved sailing toy ships on Crystal Pond, like gaiety filled youth.
He'd pretend they sailed on open seas, laden with candies and fruit!
His family lived on the edge of town, beneath pink-beige starlight,
Looming as evening warblers began singing, to scarlet Mars' delight.
Louis had fun with best friend, Fred. They had boat races, ofttimes.
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A Piece of Cake
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Johnny's parents owned a bakery, selling cakes and yummy confections.
Though only nine-years-old, Johnny showed interest, asking questions.
He was soon making tasty cookies, to the glee of his baby sister, Anna.
For parents are the best teachers, like golden days, leaving in glamour.
Johnny's parents decided to offer, some of his buttery cookies for sale;
For he had put care in each detail! They were soon popular in Hillsdale!
Flabbergasted thunder finally finished roaring. Butterscotch sun smiled,
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The Shadowland
by Richard Randolph
I traveled in the shadowland
where nothing’s what it seems.
There I saw a poor young maid
trapped within a cage.
“Please, young sir, help me,” I heard her say.
“They say I steal hearts, but I swear it isn’t that way.”
So that night I set her free.
Then we rode together until the sea.
I still remember how the stars shone that night,
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A Very Long Week
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Solomon was born in exuberant springtime, and it was on a Monday.
Proud parents were Gregory and Helen, when now became someday.
They dwelt back in the good old days, in a house not far from town;
But, near enough for work and fun. Like moon, when earth is around.
Solomon was christened at Church of Our Lady, one joyful Tuesday;
And he was three months old. It was a scenic month, of wild bouquet!
As he grew, Solomon was popular, like fiery sunset's fuchsia distress.
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A Rich Rhyme
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Louis Watson loved well made, toy ships, and had a fine collection,
Since father was a sailor himself. Like aged wind's novel directions.
Louis loved sailing toy ships on Crystal Pond, like gaiety filled youth.
He'd pretend they sailed on open seas, laden with candies and fruit!
His family lived on the edge of town, beneath pink-beige starlight,
Looming as evening warblers began singing, to scarlet Mars' delight.
Louis had fun with best friend, Fred. They had boat races, ofttimes.
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His Constant Companion
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Albert Nelson's father bought a huge clock, the very day he was born,
A happy fellow, with a winsome smile. Like the merry pink sun, at dawn.
Being too tall for the shelf, it stood inside their foyer, for ninety years,
Without the penchant to be slumbering. Tick, tock, tick-joys and tears!
Albert loved to watch its pendulum swing, when he was a young boy.
Like gazing at rich black skies, and loving the champagne, starlight joy.
Fish and frogs frolicked during the fruitful friendships of Albert's youth;
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Saturday Surprise
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Poll Parrot belonged to little Addie, and he always lingered by her side.
People admired the well spoken companion, like the dusky skies, dyed.
Poll Parrot could talk a blue streak, and seemed like one of the family.
He greatly loved Addie's tea parties, when he ate toast and tea, gladly!
He loved flying around his garrett room, with its ivied, bare windows;
Where the sun set in pink magnificence, before emerald stars imposed.
Friends were frequently charmed by Poll, among avian's best dressed!
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