Fairy Tales ..A wondrous Message Have They for All...at least For Those who can See

Fairy tales for me always have an inner meaning or message to convey. I think they are ways to show people the effects of dark and light, love and hate, mystery and magic...read on and enjoy..

• Myths and Suchlike
• Reality or.....
• Light and Sound
• Baddies
• Away Away
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Myths and Suchlike

child so faire...

Many fairy tales thus begin
Once upon a time...
A wonder filled tale then ensues
A hero and a heroine

We all have read them as a child

Some of us still do
Myths of Greece and Rome
Hans Anderson and others too
As down the page we scroll

Wondering how it will end
A happy one we do hope
Prince finds princess
Good conquers all

If only 'twas the same today

Reality or.....

fairytales...

Oft in these tales Magic be
For you and me
To decipher if we can
A hidden meaning there to see

Fairytales
A way of teaching
Those so young how things are
In reality

How darkness cannot recognize the light
How goodness conquers in the end
It always has done
Always will

Light and Sound

darkness for you maybe

We look around at goings on
And think this not the way
Reality it maybe
But whose reality I ask

Yours maybe of worldly things
Where Lords of darkness rule
News spurts it so constantly
If you will read and listen to

My reality is deep within
Where Light and Sound abound
Showing ways innumerable
Of peace and loving so sublime

Baddies

so faire indeed

Once upon a time
In magic forest dwelled
A child so wondrous fair
All marvelled at her beauty

Not only that her lovingness
Shone on her face
No thoughts of anything less
Held in her head or heart

Many were envious of this one
Plotted they to turn her
Into one of them
Whose faces reflected darkness inside
Anger and hatred all could see

Away Away

away away

But purity such as hers
Cannot darkness see
So all the schemes of negativity
Washed over her and clear away
Into the boundless flowing sea

Taking with them
Perpetrators of such things
Away away
Never to be seen or heard again

and so it will always be

The Golden Age...for some...for others dark Age of Iron be..

Heaven is within our grasp every minute of everyday no matter what others say. So gather ye rosebuds whilst ye may and walk into the place of Grace inside and out. You will be well pleased and the rewards will be great...

Fantasy all around

fantasy world

Into a magic land She came
Spiritual beings where do roam
Fantasy is all around
Beautiful to see

Call it what you may
Some say Spirit
Others energy
But always so sublime

Takes you places never known
Perhaps inside you always knew
Never willing
To own up to

Spiritual form

flying high

Drop back inside
Long tunnels stretch so far
Lead they to places divine
Within your self

Beings there so light and bright
You are one of them
If only you would realize
Whom you truly are

Corporal form a casing
Simply for your Soul
Alive with spiritual energy
If you will make it so

Child of God

ponder she does

Return again to whom you are
A child of God
A Being divine
Most holy all are we
Earthly trappings mean not a thing

Joy manifestation of the soul
A place where you can dwell
Always a choice
Where our focus put we do

Wonder-ment..

the queen

Under the starry skies at night
Elven and fairy folk do play
Celebrate they do
The coming of the Queen

She comes to celebrate
The birth day of the Christ
He who oft has come
In many forms
Through many times
To help mankind be One

One in their lovingness
One in their joy filled hearts
Ones who share and care
So once again
The earth can return
To its natural wonderment

Nothing of a nature low
Can ever there take place
As the Golden Age arrives
Darkness left behind
As will all those
Who walk a path
Of negativity

and so it is
always for the Highest Good...

The Seasons and What They Entail...taking care of Nature's Bounty

By cnwriter..carolina, Each season brings forth its blessings, ones that we can enjoy no matter what. Always though we need to be aware of how we take care of God's gift sto us of land and nature and sky...never poisoning them, always nurturing these treasures gifted to us.

Summer Ends

flowers of summer

When summer droops its weary head
Sun filled days a memory now
Haze on the sunset fills your eyes
The scent of flowers everywhere

The fields their crops have long been gone
Stubble stands knee high
Mice do have a field day
Hidden by the yellow rape

Quivering whiskers bright lit eyes
Munch munch their drooling jaws
Bellies swollen
Tails held high

Autumn

mosaics of colour on the ground

Autumn days move slowly now
Leaves fall to the ground
Mosaic patterns then are formed
Red yellow gold and brown

The sky seems filled with clouds

Drift by they do like angels wings
Tipped with scarlet pink and blue
Ever changing formations make they do

Down below trees grow tall
Their branches reaching high
Their ancient trunks enormous girth
Watching humans unaware they be

Winter

covered with snow

White snow covers o'er the ground
Stillness fills the air
Sparkling icicles hang everywhere
Peace is most profound

Wolves circle round the trees
Noses flashing here and there
No food is there for them
To kill must be the only way

Ever closer to the barns they draw
Where sheep and cows do stay
Huddling close for warmth together
Not knowing of advancing prey

Spring

New hopes arise as spring bursts forth
Idyllic time of May
Green buds open wide
Budding blossoms deep inside

Around the Maypole gather they
Who in the woods and forests play
Nymphs, fairies, elves
Beings from another world

Different to humans but no way less
At least not have they made a mess
Like mankind does
Nor burnt the forests
Uprooted trees
Dammed up waterways
All efforts made to glean more
Filthy lucre for themselves

Forever

forever and...

If you would walk
Upon God's earth
Be sure to take with you
A loving nature
Kindness of heart
Integrity of being too

In these ways
A pleasure will you be
To all who look on you and see
The Truth of Who You Are

and so it is

Inspiration from Peter Gabriel

dedicated with much love to Gabriele Volk for his sharing of the past with me...ha

By cnwriter..carolina, 24th Sep 2012 |Poetry

Do you listen to the kind of music ;that touches your soul and allows the creative juices to flow...or are you so caught up in your mobiles and cells that you have no time to listen to music of the soul....

• Passion from the Soul
• Rays of Colours Bright
• And More They Shine
• Purity of White...Colour so Divine
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Passion from the Soul

journey inside

Listening to his music inspires me anew
Of happenings old and new 
Of magic long lost in days of yore
But now awaken
Shining their light for me to hear and see

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eMwn_hnoS5Y

Out of the past impressions show

Dim faces shining bright
Colours of the rainbow burst into view
Each ray of light a passageway
Into a kingdom so sublime

Rays of Colours Bright

colours reflecting

The first of colour Red so rich
All enveloping
Burning out the dross
Enriching Lifting
Renewing once again
Returning to the oneness

Then comes lush Orange
Forming segments of eternity
Each alone could be
Together a great infinity

Yellow bright as sharp as ice
Cutting through this sentious life
So what is left renewed will be
In purity

And More They Shine

and so it is

The healing of the Green
Sends tendrils out galore
Each cell and vessel
Doth restore

Heavenly Blue next eschews
Brings calm and peace unto the mind
Yet stirs its heavenly fire
Inspiring all

And now the royal Purple does arrive
In total loving Accord
Moveth it doth the Spirit
Into the highest realms so bright
The colour of the Traveller

Purity of White...Colour so Divine

Traveller stands

The purity of White comes next
This one colour encompasses all others
The knowing of sublime bliss
Is yours and mine when into this
We do arrive

The journey that all can make
Our connection to the divine
Always there for those whose intention
This is made
Declared..
Done

and so it is

Portals of Love...the Knowing of She

By cnwriter..carolina,
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Mythology

I have written so many times Love IIs All There IS for the energy of that divine attribute holds our entire universe together. She now multiplies Herself and yet is still in Her Oneness doing the dictates of the Mighty One...read on and enjoy...

• Love Is All There Is
• Speed of Light
• Deeper Knowing
• Always New
• credits

Love Is All There Is

Mirror of...

I am loving you no matter whatyou do
I am loving me the same way too
Some things I may not like
But that stops not my loving

Through portals gleaming bright She came

Golden mirrors reflecting same
Multiples of Her appeared
Separated yet One

Prophetic knowing so sublime
Melding together space and time
The void a basin had become
A substance rare contained therein

Speed of Light

spiralling

Timing in perfection lay
Past present future being one
Spiralllng energetic forces
Going nowhere yet always now

In an instance it can change
Becoming not what was
But is
A dynamic so intense
All universes contained

Realisations moving through
Faster than the speed of light
Condensed into minute form
Expanding out

Deeper Knowing

streaming forth

Vibrations cloaked Her delicate shape
Lifting lining from within
Passing through Her then became
Each a sacred tone

Melodies streamed forth like molten fire
Darting into pitch of night
Soundless
Waiting to be heard

Multi-dimensional were they
Transforming in every way
Mysteries yet to discover
Deeper knowing allowed to be

Always New

gossamer strings

Quietly so quietly She arrived
Emissary of the Mighty One
To do It's bidding so sublime
Creation from chaos
Over over again
Never repeated always new

A web spun of gossamer strings
Vast in its intricacies
Unravelling time to view
No one could see

and so it is

A Mid Spring's Night Dream..Asses and All......

By cnwriter..carolina, Shakespeare had great wisdom and we are fortunate that his works still are with us. This was a fun piece to write and it is fun to have fun...at least I think it is and many of my friends here  will have a good laugh at the stuff herein...so do enjoy!!!

The Bard

asses head

My friend the Bard
One summer's day
Took upon himself
To write a play entitled
A Mid-Summer Night's Dream

Oh what a scream
People running hither and thither
In forest hiding
Asses head upon their shoulders

A mix it was of playful games
Love and hate
Those fun things
That seem to make the world go round
Then as Now

So thought I to do the same

harlequin...

Set on a stage in Mykonos
Atop a hill
All red and gold and mirrors there
Surrounded by blue blue sea
On which sailed tiny bateaux
(boats to you!)

Around forest glade 

Some actors played
Came they had from Athens
To show their wares

Harlequined costumes
Cod pieces too
Covering their nether ends!!!!

On their heads sat asses hats
Long ears pocked through small small holes
Eyes peered through tiny slits
Across their mouths we will not say
Sellotaped they should have been

Fun and Games

kiss my ass....

The lady and her favourite paramour
At least at this time was
Most she had frightened into graves
No matter old or young

They into forest came by chance
To spend a night of gaiety
Not knowing others too were there
Bent on playing similar games

An Athenian knight dithering was he
Wondering where his lady be
He did not know she had wandered away
To find another with whom to play

A Good Time

forest glade

All bent on having a good time
These different folk strolled here and there
Not really caring whom they would find
Hidden away by stream or cave
Only their lusty natures mattered now

One of the players kind heart had he
Came upon a pretty maid
Asleep on forest's lavender she did lie
Nearby another lay

Oh dear he said
Here lies that pretty maid
My master told me of
Betrayed by one like him
A churl indeed

So taking up a pot of stuff
Gooblee goblee like all her words
The ones she writes on our fair site
He threw on eyes and thus intoned

"Churl upon thine eyes I throw
All the power this spell doth know
When thou awakest let love forbid
Sleep his seat on thy eyelid"
quote from Shakespeare's A Mid-Summer's Night Dream

Wool o'er Eyes

climbing Mykonos

Off then he went upon his way
Looking for others of his ilk
Who had accompanied him
Across blue Mediterranean seas

Naughty they were
Tricky dickies indeed
Waiting to pull the wool o'er your eyes
If you let them come too close

Do be aware the moral contained herein
And if you can't
Then continue on your way through life
As it has always been
Ha ha ha ha ha ha......

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