Fantasy Poem by Penni Currie

In the mists of Time,
When the Earth stood still,
The Gods summoned creatures
at their will.
Unicorns with horns so bright,
Horses that were unequalled in flight.
To the earth the Phoenix flew,
With rainbow feathers of every hue,
Dancing dragons to meet a whim
Mermaids and sea-horses,
together they swim.
The Gods looked down
and it was good;
Fairies and Elves in every wood.
In the caves, goblins
and trolls abound,
and animals that run
without making a sound.
But the Earth, she moved
and it was found
These creatures proved to be
unstable on moving ground.
The Gods were sad
for they had to destroy
All the creatures they so enjoy.
But some escaped
and to this day
they're in secret grottos,
hidden away
Where no man can see
nor may despoil
These creatures hewn
from sacred soil.

1986