Illusion
The unicorn stood by the waterside, pale
As the moonlight filtered through leaves
Of the woods and faerie laughter
Carried through the air
Shadows were amiable and not one child
Should fright, though by other eves certainly would
All seemed well and peaceful that night
Save for dark clouds drifting up towards the sky
Thus alluring this forest should have certainly been
To temp many little boys and girls
For they certainly do, day in and day out
Find adventure and glee in that wood
Yet a chilly mist kept
Children ' way, as
A gate to bar the entry
So the mothers kept their young
Thus the clouds 'fore dark
Continued their ascent while they
grew and swirled till they covered
The moon and blacked the night
Bare winter branches scraped the
tips of the smoky layers whilst
shadows turned like a thief in the night,
grasping for the reign on the wood
THEY came in groups, sometimes
snagged in a shard of light
that displayed horrific features
of a former beauty
THEY congregated as shrieks rose
and sparks flew from jagged rocks
among twisted deadwood
as THEY danced to demonic chants
The Unicorn stood by the fireside, blazing
as the firelight flashed 'cross skin
Of Beasts and Faerie cackles
Carried through the air
................
Captivating light danced upon the walls of the room of
The Boy and skipped around his eyes
He woke and skimmed his hands over flickering walls
Whilst looking to the source of the light
Thought the Boy,
As he peered through the window, gazing
There's the unicorn, standing by the waterside, and
I hear the faeries laughter in the wind
Blind to the Heathen's Night
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