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Tales of Magic

Peter Pan and Fairy dust Neverland, where love means trust Of Captain Hook’s who roam the sky And little boys who never die. I followed Alice in the hole Don’t be late was my first goal Cheshire cats who disappear Eating mushrooms without fear. Off to see a wizard and a witch Flying houses toss and pitch Lions, tigers, bears oh my Flying monkey’s in the sky. Childhood stories in the night Tales of magic give a fright Flash light tents and boogie men Watch when grown; get scared again.

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Cesar Cantu

Date: 8/1/2009 7:10:00 PM

This poem reminded me of a comic book series called Fable...a pretty interesting twist for every folk tale character @.@ jojojo sometimes magical creatures turn out to be creepy indeed; thanks a lot for sharing =D=D

Jayne Eggins

Date: 7/12/2009 1:27:00 AM

I adored this I am a big kid ... and like wendy and peter I refuse to grow up lol ... beautiful and TY for your comments on my poem I am new at writing and its nice to know people enjoy my scribbles ... Love Jayne x x

Charlene Bird

Date: 5/14/2009 8:50:00 PM

This is wonderful Lena! Loved those fairytales as a child, This had an excellent rhythm and flow.

Alley Poe

Date: 5/14/2009 8:19:00 PM

ooo Very clever write. thank you for your kind comment on my poem. -Alley

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 5/8/2009 3:15:00 PM

Your talent for bringing storybook characters to life in such an intriguing and meaningful way is awesome, Lena! Indeed, we can "get scared again." I saw Pinochio again as an adult and was absolutely terrified when he was swallowed by the whale. Awesome poem! Another one for my favorites! Love, Carolyn

Keith Bickerstaffe

Date: 5/7/2009 10:46:00 PM

Simply delightful Lena! '...little boys who never die,' '...flashlight tents and boogie men,' such wonderful phrasing! Well done honey!! Hugs, Keith