The pixies are dancing
In the dead of the night
They are leaping and prancing
In shimmering moonlight.
They are laced with magic
In the depths of their souls
Mysterious magic
With powers untold.
They weave their spells
By lightly dancing
Upon tireless feet
And by leaping and prancing.
They dance in the
Secluded glade
With trees surrounding
Where magic is made.
The pixies are dancing
In the dead of the night
They are leaping and prancing
In shimmering moonlight.
Though when the sun rises
The pixies can't stay
They return to their houses
'Till the end of the day.
A contest entry
- Fairies and all enchanted beings~~ For kids to age 13 by Emerald Lass.
475 points, ended January 22, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Fabulous! This is great! Your rhyming is very good! Keep writing and good luck in the contest!
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Marvellous,really,its a superb poem.Good luck in the contest!
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What could be better than dancing fairies? I love this wonderful fantasy poem. Fine writing and rhyming, young poet.
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