Sprite Poems - Poems about Sprite

He holds his dear being of love and light so close, so tight. He holds up her beautiful spirit in the brightest light Of her inner world shining, turning her into a lovely sprite....Read the rest...

This is a paper kite , ...Read the rest...

I gaze out of my open window, The cool night air, lifting my hair I am watching the butterflies dancing in the moonlight, here, there, And everywhere, Settling now on the flowers and trees, Which are sleeping...Read the rest...

I fall as shadows steep, and very heavy the outer world of waning stars do sparkle. My lids grab hold of death though I am breathing. The darkness still - my fullness faints, releases a distant sprite - it...Read the rest...

Fragile pine sapling Green rising from brittle leaves Pure fringed refreshment...Read the rest...

The Sugar Sprite is not the one to blame Although I was ashamed to call her name I didn’t want to lose her By the fact I might abuse her But the calling was to choose her Just the same The...Read the rest...

This is a garden of sunshine granted each an escape from our everyday trials. Where sadness, anger, or lies aren't planted because we all need a garden of smiles. Where are poems found in this garden? A few where Summer...Read the rest...

violet-backed starlings know how to Shepherd the sheep clouds with their sprite wings somehow, somehow to know thy name written in these clouds...Read the rest...

The Sprite Sprite, Sprite sucking light Siphoning thoughts and might Who is watching To determine your border? What mind will expose you? Who will betray me? Where did you come from? Is it original sin Or someone closer? Is their purpose in Your gravity? Who will...Read the rest...

Every tree has its sprite, a living deity ever vigilant of its needs. Great Yggdrasil ancient tree of life holds her sprite within her wending, winding arms; a caress of gratitude for its warrior guardian. An ancient sentinel guarding the wisdom of Gaia’s...Read the rest...

Within every tree lay a spirit, the sprite that cares for it. Feeding, watering, nurturing it, as if it were its’ own offspring. The hidden caretaker spirit that endures within the wood echoing a tree’s elation at it’s own existence as it revels...Read the rest...

Oak sprite man climbed up a piece of the bark To get a little higher, to peer into the bowels of the forest. They were coming; he could sense them They had not been in this part...Read the rest...

There is a sprite that still lives Deep in the bright blue water; Reflection from the sky gives, Surface beauty full quarter. There is a sprite I do know, Deep in the watery blue; Lingers far, far down below, Cool green grass...Read the rest...

Mystery is a Shadow-Sprite. She can be a tease, daring you to nail her, in the light....Read the rest...

Elvin dreams are magic scenes; A play performed on mind-screen; Manifesting miracles; Elves work Earth magic....Read the rest...