They Only Come At Midnight

They Only Come At Midnight

A Poem by anne p. murray- LadeeAnne
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Artwok by Jim Warren

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They only come at midnight

 

From down Deep in the ocean of the dark, coral sea

 

They come from The kingdom of the unicorns

 

Reborn From the ancient land of atlantis

 

Their spirits running wild and free

 

 

coats shining white in the pale moonlight

 

Such magnificent, elegant beauty to behold

 

 silver horns glittering bright

 

 as they dance playfully on the waves

 

Such a magical, mysterious story to be told 

 

 

their flowing manes woven with gleaming stars

 

 coming from the heart of that ancient land

 

enchanted atlantis,  sacred mystery

 

“ someday when your world is ready ”

 

You can hear the words echo...

 

mysteriously across the golden sand 

 

 

under the glowing, midnight moon

 

with their spiral horns pointing to the heavens above

 

water glistening on diamond, starred manes

 

They playfully emerge from the sea 

 

 beautiful eyes that stare straight into your soul

 

Those dear, noble unicorns

 

Filled with innocence, beauty and love

 

 

They are Guardians of the midnight sea

 

  These mystical creatures of lore

 

Forever…

 

 their ancient, legendary mystery enchants

 

 these unearthly creatures of ethereal beauty

 

a mystical legend that longs to be told...

 

 Of the mysterious, magical unicorns…

 

we all so magially adore

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by LadeeAnne~ anne p murray~ 2012

 

© 2012 anne p. murray- LadeeAnne


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anne p. murray- LadeeAnne
anne p. murray- LadeeAnne

Birmingham, AL



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