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This Page I dedicate to Someone
Very Special in my Life, Here at
The Site Fights!
The Words you see Below are all of...
"The Faerie Keeper"
The Heart of The Faerie Keeper, Is Wonderful
to me... And I have saved everything that the
"The Faerie Keeper" ever sent me, Or sign to me...
Please Be a Dear And leave everything on this Page
here...
I Share all that I am with Others.. But this is One
Gift I treasure with all my Heart..
The Words of The Faerie Keeper!
Feb.11th
Loved your cheering at TSF and especially the
name Sheriff....I am Clyde Kiddlehopper,
Sheriff in D'Wild West. A cheer for your
cheering.
Spirit Faeries give a special gift,
whose intent for your soul does
purvey;
Random acts of kindness which lift,
the journey of your spirit for the day.
Into each of our lives some rain must fall,
and cheer is a key which opens a door today;
Spirit Faeries often hear the beacon call,
to enter your world down a narrow hallway.
If you hear us knocking be at the doorway,
please do not bid us a sad farewell;
Cheer's from a Fae's heart will betray,
a True Spirit and the power of a magic spell.
Original Shout by: The Faerie Keeper, Spirit Fairies
March 2nd
Not one, nay not two, but back 10 pages
after our cheers this morning, finding yours
among those at TSF cheers. The Faerie
Keeper does not usually write a cheer
"on the spot" so to speak, but such inspiration
could not keep my wee fingers and mind still.
A cheer for your cheering.
Shout It Out
by The Faerie Keeper
Elected Silence, sing to me
And beat upon my whorled ear,
Pipe me to pastures still and be
The music that I care to hear.
Bring those from you clans,
wanton soul entreated with "I can."
Lend them cheer, spur them on,
spread a banquet upon the lawn.
Once now eaten from your table,
unleash steeds of speed,
from your many stable,
place those who have not to cheer,
cling to them, help make their voices dear.
March 9th
Har! Snared ye in my web. Alas,
you are the fly in the cheer below
and The Faerie Keeper is the spider.
**grins**
Yer cheers and shouts at TSF are
awe inspiring.....Kudos.
Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly,
here you can spend some time staring at the sky;
Now I know that mine is not to question why,
but why on this particular occasion do you lie?
The spider had to admit the fly would be a good bite,
and trapped within the web would not give much fight;
But alas said he said and wanted to make it clear,
the reason for the lie was to capture you for cheers.
The cheers to which he spoke that day rung in his ear,
and having heard them ofen enough were held so dear;
Our vain spider wished to compose a wonderful cheer,
like his friend the fly always did compose so clear.
June 16th
...Our lord knows the hearts and minds of
his children and this ole soul is fed new life
and spirit by starting the day at TSF shouts
and cheers section. Especially when he can
and does find your wonderful, happy, and
inspiring cheers. God bless you and thank
you for sharing. See ya back here everyday
if God is willing.
On Reading Your Poetry!
by The Faerie Keeper
Pensive thought required,
for writ of humble praise,
crashing tones disuade,
trembling hands to raise.
Scurry to find a sacred spot,
pen and paper in haste,
gathered as we stumble,
into your web site place.
Laid pen and paper to the side,
into your mind's eye we try to hide,
soothing embers rekindle thought,
found that for which we fought.
Quiet reflection, now close our eye,
recalling the sweetness of your writ,
at the feet of a master dare we sit,
and why must we always say goodby.
On the morrow we return for more,
for on your pages wonder you store,
awaiting our visit yet another time,
this time onto your lap we climb.
As a child we knew of folk like you,
who ushered in unending delight,
sending us to dream land at night.
Yes, you are one of a chosen few.
June 24th
Original Shout by: Lady Lisa Angel, Cherub Champions
(Cherub Champions)
Tue Jul 24 06:57:51 EDT
2001 24.190.80.38
Outstanding....keep up the "good works."
July 24th
....your pen runneth over....grins...a cheer for your
cheer
Oh sleep, how time does slip past,
narry a slippery sunbeam, caught.
That single 'wink', doth last.
In yon rainbow, fly's brilliant bits,
circling and growing on my ceiling,
fractured light, repair to thy healing.
Such tasks tug at Spirit Faeries wits,
to catch your TSF cheer, before you flee,
teach us not to 'wink' and miss sweet, thee.
Shout by: The Faerie Keeper, Spirit Fairies
*Giggle* On this one LOL
Um did you want us to know this? Heh Heh
July 19th
Thank you very much for helping to make
my 62ed.....ugh....birthday a very happy
day....
August 27
Your Cheering
by The Faerie Keeper
We can not nor will not say,
that cheer has gone away;
For its smile and pen in hand,
wanders across our TSF land.
Leaving dreams and how very fair,
cheers flow, then just linger there;
And you, oh you who for cheer yearn,
write and post every day to return.
Think of cheer as faring on, as dear
in love your there as love is here;
Your loyalty still waves and blows,
where your team mates may venture or go.
And should you not write there is pain,
a swallow battered by blinding rain;
We think you shall return, we say,
cheer is not dead, it is just away!
August 25
Congratulations and Sla'inte
We listened with pleasure to fervid
orators whose
earnestness of manner carried the
conviction of
sincerity, and even against our will,
we were moved
by elegant sentences and pleasing
tones.
Those who wrote will continue to be a
power, though
in a different way. Conditions have
changed, and
the ponderous periods and elaborate
figures that
characterized those who cheered are
giving place
to the plain, lucid diction and
simple, true -
hearted tones of truly remarkable
persons.
Argument is not infrequent as to who
has excelled,
though it is usually in the form of a
moving appeal
to the emotions rather than to the
reason.
But the pleasure which we have
gathered from reading
their thrilling utterances is as
distinct from that
which comes to the appreciative other
readers as the
pleasures of the palate differ from
those of the eye.
They have brought such joy and delight
to remain true
poets in our hearts and minds. May
their glory cause
rise in each of us. Bring out the best
which each of
has to offer, realizing that should we
choose to try,
we have gained the greatest prize of
all - pleasure to
our Lord and Savior Jesus the Christ,
who would ask
but one wee thing of each - just try.
Just try!
The Faerie Keeper, D'Wild West
(Lancasters Laughing Place)
July 23
For Ye Who Shout Best
Among The Rest
by The Faerie Keeper
On to the city, wonderful and strong,
gleeful and quick strides, steps along;
So the proud author, victor of the
prize,
continues to cheer and verse still
flys.
When Faeries in fulness of your sage,
write song in honor of your cheer's
age;
Who would say they have not done their
part,
and leave us with the sorrow of a
mothers heart.
Now in Faerieland on your pen reclined,
you question the Faerie Mothers mighty
mind;
Will they not cheer for another forth
night,
and will cheer from them finally give
flight?
No! Cheer will e'er return, return if
I must,
glorious TSF cheers will never lay in
the dust;
When you return look to the stars for
cheer to rise,
with exhaulations from all streaming
to the skies.
Fri, 17 Aug
Advocacy!
by Denny Lancaster
The huddled masses wavered,
they stood on the edge of share,
wondering - if they dare to care.
From the depth of darkness,
they heard a woeful sobbing cry,
listen to me humans, I'll tell you why.
In days of glory, reaching for a star,
there never was any wee doubt,
my human spirit would go afar.
Then misfortune stuck her ugly blow,
my fall from glory - sudden and swift,
nor any human from my depth would lift.
So if you stand and continue to waver
and are not counted among the few,
one day here with me, you may be too.
And now HIS hand reaches upward,
a friends misfortune becomes your cry,
this is advocacy, now you know why.
Nor should we trod a lonely dusty road,
without a friend close at our side,
for in an advocate, our Lord doth abide.
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Fri, 17 Aug
...a cheer for your cheering....
Yesterday and Today
by The Faerie Keeper
Children dear, was it on yester year,
when cheer wiped away yer tear?
Once cheer sat with you and me,
on waves of hearts at salty sea,
and its mother sat on our knee.
She tucked verse and tended it well,
in our minds the sound of the bell;
Then said she for my kinfolk please pray,
summon words for them this day.
Thrill to happiness in verse, ah me,
and hold my kin close, close to thee;
Render your heart through the waves,
hold not your cheer in shallow caves.
Dear heart you will never be alone,
to shutter when the wee ones moan;
But always seek the cheering book,
never giving into a blank verse look.
A cheer for your cheering
Found You In Time, In Time
by The Faerie Keeper
As a Wee One I walked
with curious fingers
along the outline
of so many meadows
back home
Green meadows
stretched out
shy earth
shock of sky
I'd sit on logs like pulpits
listen to the sermon
of sparrows
and find God in simplicity
there amongst the dandelion
and thorn
With these thoughts clearly
in mind, we often search for
that perfect rhyme.
And in time, in time,
with Spirit Faerie wings,
your perfect rhyme.
Reading back pages after posting my cheers this
morning and caught this one from you....wonderful...
As always, finding a delightful one, an inspiration
and first liner for one of my own....so thank
you...and you
will certainly see your inspiration below....
Among the stories which have been told,
of Faerie Folk, both young and old;
Perhaps in the scheme of things,
the one of purity, in clarity rings.
Once in Faerieland, long ago,
in the fields, the Elders sow;
Then in Autumn, the harvest brings,
cheers of joy, and voices sing.
But one voice rose above the rest,
in the Elders souls she met the test;
And now to all hearts she brings,
only the beauty of God's things.
Denny Lancaster
"The Faerie Keeper"
Oct 13th
For Fairy Golden Dawn
by The Faerie Keeper
Among the stories which have been told,
of Faerie Folk, both young and old;
Perhaps in the scheme of things,
the one of purity, in clarity rings.
Once in Faerieland, long ago,
in the fields, the Elders sow;
Then in Autumn, the harvest brings,
cheers of joy, and voices sing.
But one voice rose above the rest,
in the Elders souls she met the test;
And now to all hearts she brings,
only the beauty of God's things.
....dear one, thank you....the poem is
for you...so keep it...grins...you inspired
it....at least in your wonderful golden
heart.
And that is the Heart of the "The Faerie Keeper"
That I so Adore! Thank You Sweetie! *HUGS*
This is a Great Honor to me! Thank You
Denny *HUGS*
Happy Birthday Lady Lisa Angel
This set was specially
made just for you 3/01
Enjoy !!!
Guenivere
Team Leader
Guenivere &
Lancelot's Forest
Please do not take anything from this page
It means a lot to me.. Thank You! *Smile*
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