A shimmering brook
Begins its daily trek in the
Cool of the morning air.
Dew covers the ground as the
Enchanted forest awakes to
Find the
Golden sun
Has already broken through the silver clouds.
In the forest, hidden creatures begin to stir,
Jade-colored eyes peek from the underbrush.
King of the forest, the white
Lion watches as
Mystical beasts come to the brook to drink.
No man has ever seen such beauty and danger as this. With
Opal-colored mane, the
Pegasus, draws the air with angelic wings,
Quietly, with hoof dancing on sunbeams, she
Rises into the air, and fancy-free.
She soars above the silver-rimmed clouds. A
Tender, young
Unicorn with a voice like a flute,
Varied coat of satin fine, and luscious
White mane like spider’s silk, he stands knee deep in a clearing of
Xeranthemum, scarlet-hued, and
Yellow bellflowers with leaves of green as
Zebra swallowtails flit all ‘round.
About the Creator
Mary K Brackett
Mary Brackett is a novelist, poet, & award-winning short story author. She has authored and co-authored articles for magazines with her husband and is currently writing a series of novels with her talented daughters.
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Comments (2)
Thank you!
Not just an Abecedarian but also a good story.