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Post by QueenFoxy on Aug 31, 2017 13:17:27 GMT -6
I love fairy tales and fantasy because of their haunting beauty and magical strangeness. They are set in worlds where anything can happen. Frogs can be kings, a thicket of brambles can hide a castle where a royal court has lain asleep for a hundred years, a boy can outwit a giant, and a girl can break a curse with nothing but her courage and steadfastness. ~Kate Forsyth Yes!! I do love fantasy.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 13, 2017 8:45:43 GMT -6
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 14, 2017 7:23:06 GMT -6
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 14, 2017 11:49:20 GMT -6
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 15, 2017 8:22:19 GMT -6
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 15, 2017 12:07:15 GMT -6
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 16, 2017 7:43:04 GMT -6
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 16, 2017 10:37:58 GMT -6
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 17, 2017 8:22:55 GMT -6
Cool Rapunzel graphic, Foxy   |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 17, 2017 10:37:18 GMT -6
Thanks Rick. Some of my old ones sometimes get buried and when there is re-organization, they re-surface.  |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 18, 2017 7:57:11 GMT -6
That is always a fun bonus   |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 19, 2017 10:59:08 GMT -6
So true, Rick. Sometimes I come across one I had totally forgotten.  |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 20, 2017 9:05:01 GMT -6
That is like finding an extra Christmas present under your tree, Foxy  |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 20, 2017 12:32:05 GMT -6
Oh Yes! Yes! Yes! I still love even my oldest of sigs, Rick. Have lots that remind me of how much I was in awe of those who could make them in my early days on the net. It was pure magic to me. It was magic I had to learn. |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 21, 2017 7:45:36 GMT -6
And learn, you did!  |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 21, 2017 11:10:17 GMT -6
And I am so grateful that I learned and for the people who helped me to get started. A couple of people from afar helped me in small, but important ways, to learn some basics. It has brought me many hours of highly rewarding pleasure.
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 22, 2017 8:05:36 GMT -6
That is fantastic, Foxy ... like me going on line in September 1998 and that leading immediately into writing poetry  |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 22, 2017 12:18:36 GMT -6
Yes Rick. An un-ending source of never ending pleasure. I love my art as much as you do your mesmerizing poetry.
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 23, 2017 8:23:08 GMT -6
They both work their specific magic, Foxy   |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 23, 2017 10:46:54 GMT -6
That is beautiful magic, Rick, and everyone has to find their own special kind of magic and it is there for them through story telling, poetry, visual art, stitchery and many other ways such as gardening. |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 23, 2017 11:01:29 GMT -6
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 24, 2017 10:56:00 GMT -6
Absolutely, Foxy; gardening is an art for sure  |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 26, 2017 10:12:35 GMT -6
I went on a quest back into yesterland to look fot this bit of fantasy that I have long loved.Come Along With Me
Come along with me
To a Fantasy land
Of whispering willows
And goblin bands.
Knights abound
With mighty swords
Streets filled with wenches,
Ladies and Lords.
Winged creatures,
Unicorns and Dragons abound
Soft whispered melodies
Of fairy sounds.
From the goblet, drink of the wine
Grapes sweetened and picked from the vine
Of sweet music and awesome dance.
Come join us in this world of chance.
Come along with me
Illusions so grande
Come along with me
To Our Fantasy Land.
~unknown~Where the treasure at the end of our Rainbow
is forever guarded by the Golden Dragon, Illian |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 26, 2017 18:47:40 GMT -6
This one too, is very special.
The Perfect Knight
He cleans his boots and belt and wonders how he got here
He never even loved horses, although he had no fear
The music of the quadrillia rings in his head
The spotlight bright upon his face - He'd rather be in bed
He dons the knight's attire and suddenly he's a sensation
The crowd lets loose with shouts and cheers - There is no cessation
He'll kiss a flower and toss it to a lady anxiously waiting
He has a lovely wife at home - He has no thought of dating
The tournament continues and he wins at every game
He thinks "A grown man playing knight - This really is insane"
He wins the joust and draws his sword, victorious in his duty
Again he earns the privilege of choosing the Queen of Love and Beauty
A little girl whose hand he takes is led up to the King
He knows not the intensity of all the happiness he brings
He faces one more battle to defeat the great Black Knight
Another notch upon his belt on yet another night
Then autographs and photos for the fans who dearly love him
But nowhere in his mind does he put himself above them
He just works hard at what he does, and tries to do what's right
For after all, it is his job to be the perfect knight
© Unknown
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Post by QueenFoxy on Dec 27, 2017 0:53:37 GMT -6
 Two Snowflakes Orinially Posted By RollanThunder Two snowflakes met within a cloud In mists of winter's space He, a flake of icy white And she, a star of lace The cloud was heavy, winds were strong In dark mid-winter night Then both held hands and tried to Stay together in the flight Then tumbling down they lost their grip He kept in sight her face He said, I'll find you on the ground, My crystal star of lace In dawning hour the sun arose The flake looked near and far Rising with each whispering wisp To find his crystal star And there she was, lit by the sun So delicate and clear Among the millions, only one He wanted to be near Then children came outside to play To build a man of snow She said this is the end for us For I have got to go They wrapped her in a ball of snow Which then became a face She sparkled in the morning light This crystal star of lace He too was packed into the cheek And both remained for days She said what will become of us In sun's now warming rays He said the sun will melt us both And to the ground we'll fall But I will not forget your face, The brightest star of all I'll follow you to nearby streams And into rivers flow I'll follow you into the sea Wherever you may go One day we'll rise together in the haze of summer heat And somewhere in a cloud of white The two of us will meet The winds will send us onward To the place of winter storm You'll form into a crystal star With frozen heart so warm Above the January earth In gatherings of mist I'll find you there, my star of lace Just waiting to be kissed. © Elizabeth Santos |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Dec 27, 2017 12:18:07 GMT -6
Fabulous knight, dragon and snowflake tales, Foxy  |
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