There have been a number of us working very, very hard to bring myth and fairy tales into public consciousness, through fantasy literature and other media. I hope we're succeeding in some small way.
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Fairy stories?
Are fairy tales just fantasy
or things we know subconsciously.
Warnings we heed instinctively,
although presented pleasantly
Why do we tell our children tales?
in which it seems that evil fails
and in the end virtue prevails.
When we know that life entails.
Some hard decisions we must make
about the road that we should take.
Perhaps the fairy tales awake
abilities to spot the fake
that’s masquerading as the truth.
A lesson learned in early youth.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Broken Fairy Tales
Heres a little story that I made up
So let's play make believe
In my castle on the cliff
I look out to sea
I just wanna have some fun
I just wanns have a good time
My party is nothing special
I just can't seem to realize
In my little fairy tale book
That's where my dreams wait for me
In my little own world
My prince waits for me
Broken dreams and fairy tales
One of those things I know so well
My fantasy dreams aren't real anymore
They're just Broken Fairy Tales
The wicked witch dreams in her sleep
She is making green elephants for tea
She cackles and cries
The witch is alive and she's ready for the sun
A white horse rides the waves
His mane is silver and snow
The moon which rides
Along the great tides
Is living his life to the full
In my little fairy tale book
That's where my dreams wait for me
In my little own world
My prince waits for me
Broken dreams and fairy tales
One of those things I know so well
My fantasy dreams aren't real anymore
They're just Broken Fairy Tales
Walking through my winter wonderland
The pine tree's sway, glistened with snow
As we walk along, we hear Santa say
'Welcome to the book of Broken Fairy Tales.'
Broken dreams and fairy tales
One of those things I know so well
My fantasy dreams aren't real anymore
They're just Broken Fairy Tales
As I wake from my dream I realise
That this is my broken fairy tale
poem by AnneMarie Hewlett
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Knowing That Fairy Tales Are Not True
in knowing that fairy tales are not true,
do we stop believing?
do we end up as hard rocks
muted stones and
slimy moss because we cannot believe
in gossamer wings anymore?
fancy has a function
and reality has a reason
too much reality kills, you must remember this
a little fairy with the wings of the dragonfly
comes on a full moonlit night
just to cheer you along
nothing more, nothing more
i believe in fairies,
part of the magical moment
in the life
of the tired man,
whose bones crack
whose face is twisted.
someone says,
and i hope i shall remember this always
when one stops believing,
another fairy in fantasy land is dying
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Although the same exemplary figures are found in both and equally miraculous events occur in both, there is a crucial difference in the way these are communicated. Put simply, the dominant feeling a myth conveys is: this is absolutely unique; it could not have happened to any other person, or in any other setting; such events are grandiose, awe-inspiring, and could not possibly happen to an ordinary mortal like you or me. The reason is not so much that what takes place is miraculous, but that it is described as such. By contrast, although the events which occur in fairy tales are often unusual and most improbable, they are always presented as ordinary, something that could happen to you or me or the person next door when out on a walk in the woods. Even the most remarkable encounters are related in casual, everyday ways in fairy tales.
Bruno Bettelheim in Fairy Tale Versus Myth," The Uses of Enchantment (1975)
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Public Animal #9
Me and G.B.
We ain't never gonna confess
We cheated at the math test
We carved some dirty words in our desk
Well now it's time for recess
Old man waitin by the monkey bars
Tradin all his ball cards
And they promised him a gold star
And they told him he could go far
Hey Mr. Bluelegs
Where are you takin me?
I'm like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
If I keep my nose clean
I won't get my eyes shined
But I'm proud to be
Public Animal Number Nine
License plates are runnin
Out of my ears
I'd give a month of cigarettes
For just a couple of lousy beers
Or even a bottle of
Real cheap wi-hine
But that's the price you pay to be
Public Animal Number Nine, Number Nine
Hey Mrs. Cranston
Where are you takin me?
I feel like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
She wanted an Einstein
But she got a Frankenstein
Yeah, I'm proud to be
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Public Animal Number Nine
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Number, Number Nine Animal Number Nine
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Public Animal Nurrrgh Nirrrgh
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Public Animal Number Ni-yine
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Public Animal Number Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Naaaaaaaagh
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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I have very happy memories of fairy tales. My mother used to take me to the library in Toronto to check out the fairy tales. And she was an actress, so she used to act out for me the different characters in all these fairy tales.
quote by Mike Myers
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The Land Of Fairy Tales
In the land of fairy tales
Peace and serenity all prevails
Where no one is selfish or mean
And believes in things unseen
In the land of fairy tales
There blows a forceful gale
That always bring with it
Love, serenity and the friendship kit
In the land of fairy tales
No one seems to fail
neither things are bad
Nor anyone feels sad
It is all because over there
Everyone is nice and dear
Who not only cares for them
But with love others life also hem.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Once upon a Fairy Tale
Once upon a fairy tale
Or maybe just a dream
I looked upon something special
Something called: 'Maybe You And Me'
But as Fairy Tales likely end
Or as dreams are likely to die
There was nothing left to hold onto
Nothing left of the: 'Maybe you and i'
Once upon a faded fantasy
Or maybe just a faded Rose
A faded: 'Maybe love' is remembered
Something i guess i only know
But as memories of your smile linger
With the fantasy
And fragrance with the Rose
I am still thinking 'bout what might have been
Even if you never want to know
poem by Theodora Onken
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If So Does It Last Forever To
I'm lost again someway somehow
Nothing seems to make sense of right now
Trying very hard to let go of the past
Yet I always seem to end up where I start last
Telling my story its hard to speak
Reaching out to hold something from feeling weak
Wanting to dissapear into the dark so no one can see
'I'm strong, I can do this its not the end for me! '
Does the fairy tales ever come true?
If so do they last forever to?
Whys is so hard to stay strong
The suspence seems so very long
Wanting to cry but won't allow my self won't even try
To everyone I keep saying the same lie
I'm so tired of playing their game
I won't stop until I put them all to shame
Nothing is working out right
The same play I seem to recite
Theres just to much disbelief
When its all over it will be a relief
Maybe then I'll be able to think clear
The truth may never appear
So does the fairy tale ever come true?
If so does it last forever to?
I guess I will just never know
Only thing to go by is a TV show
poem by Chelsi Lewellyn
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Fairy Tell
Magic exists in Fairy Tales
But truth finds the lies
That fairy’s tell
I fly to my Never Never Land
To realize that its name tells no tales
But I resent the untruths that those fairy’s tell
My Midnight came sooner than expected
And my royal façade faded away to peasantry
No glass slipper spoke up for me
And I never again heard Midnight’s Bell
Oh how I despise the lies that Fairy’s tell
poem by Rakeem Person
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Is love a Fairy Tale?
Is love a Fairy Tale?
Is love a Fairy Tale?
I can only imagine,
We see Beauty of the Tales,
I got soul,
Morals and hate,
Love is real or a tale,
I think,
No I think that you mine to keep,
Throwing all behind felonies and riots,
In the world like Middle East,
Is love a Fairy Tale?
I love this Art thing,
I think world is from reptiles,
I blunt and front from where we came from,
Thinking that lovers are non-existence,
Only with tales that bring love,
There are spirits that we create from all man's intention,
Like the Great's said,
There is me and HUMANE,
ALL NEED LOVERS.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Which suggests something about media and war: it's not just that events happen and the media documents and presents them. There is a third element: what the public is ready to accept, what the public wants to know.
quote by Bruce Jackson
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FairyTales
I once believed
in fairy tales.
That love was true
and never failed.
But wisdom comes
with such a price.
Love was stolen
by a treacherous sprite.
I wish I could still believe
in fairy tales.
About Little Boy Blue
and all the tales
But at some time
before you die...
Reality sets in
and you wonder why...
You ever believed...
poem by Bridgid Patrick
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One of the best things about folklore and fairy tales is that the best fantasy is what you find right around the corner, in this world. That's where the old stuff came from.
quote by Terri Windling
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In kindergarten that used to be my job, to tell them fairytales. I liked Hans Christian Andersen, and the Grimm fairy tales, all the classic fairy tales.
quote by Francis Ford Coppola
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When fairy tales are written in the west, they're known as folklore. In the east, fairy tales are called religions.
quote by Paul Henderson
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Fairy tale gone wrong?
It began like a fairy tale
A woman and a male
Out of two different cultures
In search for adventures
They truly liked each other
A smile followed another
Where did the fairy tale go wrong
Can you tell me just this one
It has been about six weeks
That I feel misery so strong
that she seems to be gone
that my ship has some leaks
Why did the fairy tale turn false
I know that she truly likes me
The only thought that consoles
but as long as I don’t see
her smiling face again
only pain does remain
Do you remember the old fairy tales
Can you see the story that never fails
To show you that love always wins
Whatever difficulties or hard sins
For us a hard time seems worse enough
Just six weeks do seem much too tough
Where did this fairy tale go bad
Why do the last weeks turn me mad
It’s a story that makes me sad
Only you could make me glad
poem by Michael Saurer
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Me, Love, Them
LIKE a street drug, his poison
took, and took well, like a dull
knife, it cuts the skin, then
finds the blood, then soul.
OH fairy tales, take this child
in your hands,
OH fairy tales, let the white
horse come, and take this child
to a place called, me, love,
and them.
LIKE a street whore, this
man sells his body to the
dogs, the rich take what they
want, and the poor kick,
and kick, untill he finds his
way back home.
OH fairy tales, take this
child in your hands,
oh fairy tales, let the
white horse come, and take this
child to a place called,
me, love, and them.
poem by David Gerardino
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For A Friend
LIKE a street drug, his poison
took, and took well, like a dull
knife, it cuts the skin, then
finds the blood, then soul.
OH fairy tales, take this child
in your hands,
OH fairy tales, let the white
horse come, and take this child
to a place called, me, love,
and them.
LIKE a street whore, this
man sells his body to the
dogs, the rich take what they
want, and the poor kick,
and kick, untill he finds his
way back home.
OH fairy tales, take this
child in your hands,
oh fairy tales, let the
white horse come, and take this
child to a place called,
me, love, and them.
poem by David Gerardino
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Myth is supposed to bring us together, but fantasy alienates us.
quote by Dustin Hoffman
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