The Unicorn

This is the very first poem I wrote with the characters of the unicorn and the satyr.

Lazing in a field of grass I came upon a silly a*s.

"Is this your home?" he said to me.

I cried aloud, "this cannot be!"

"What cannot be?" he questioned me later.

"Am I seeing things or are you a satyr?"

"Eye, a satyr I've been since I was born. And you my sweet are a unicorn."

Running to a pond near a field of daisies I said to him, "You must be crazy!"

"I am." he said, "Just look and see.

I cried aloud, "This cannot be!"

For as I looked into the water I did not see the farmer's daughter.

Reflections on the water soon had born the striking figure of a unicorn.

The symbol of the ancient land of Atlantis.

The satyr turned into a praying Mantis

The unicorn to a butterfly

The field of grass into the sky.

Lazing in a field of grass, we may find in time all things will pass.

 

      An original composition by: Margaret Barton-Wahl

Reviews

[Michael X]

Margaret, this is delightfully enchanting and very well written in all subtlety.
makes the reader feel like a kid again, when imagination set the standard,
has the quality to take the reader to another place and time, in gleeful desire.
I really enjoyed reading this gem.

[Sasavet]

I think is my favorite of yours...that i've read so far at least :P

It makes you think about the deeper meaning to it, and those are my favorite kinds of poems.

Good job :D

[Micheal Teal]

Brilliant! Simply Brilliant!

I enjoyed this greatly. Maybe one day I will tell you my unicorn story. I was asked to bring a fair maiden a unicorn. Until then know that this poem has truly touched my heart.

Bravo!

[FuMiko]

The rhyming really fits here.
The flow is amazing, and the poem deep past what you can read, or fully understand in full consciousness.
You should be proud.