White unicorn
What is this I see?
Brought with the wind
By the apple tree
That just transformed
In front of me
White unicorn
What is this I see?
I am the stag
That rules your dreams
The fountain you see
Is a part of me
Come to me
I am your ecstacy
Come to me
For I am all you see
The women reached out
And touched its hide
The fountain she saw
Had dwindled and died
Flames of insanity
Began to sway
Grabbing her mind
For all eternity
A contest entry
- Find the "Hidden" Story by Veronica Leigh.
300 points, ended January 29, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Your interpretation?
Comments
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wow really simple.. im not really sure what to say. i love the slight repeatation though my favorite part was the last stanza
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whoa, much different take on this from everyone else. I really really loved this because you added something completely different to the contest. I love it. Great job!
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