From Savannah

These following works were submitted by an a young artist named Savannah. More of her works can be seen HERE.

~ The Skull of the Unicorn ~

The war’s been over many years
but still you’ll find the signs
we left behind. There’s no more tears
or nightly fears
or victory cheers.
But in the grass lie broken spears
and skulls hang in the vines.

I came across one just today
as I meandered on.
A tulip bed sat by the way
but in it lay
a skull, gone gray
from some poor unicorn - fell prey
to some old foe long gone.

~ The Frog and I ~

As I reclined one early autumn’s day
among some rushes by a pond, I spied
a frog, half-hid behind a leaf some ways
away from me. When each of us had eyed

the other over, we decided that
we each were not an enemy. So I
lay back but then I heard the frog jump. SPLAT!
The mud went flying up into the sky

and down onto my trousers. But instead
of being angry, I began to laugh.
The froggie’s leap was beautiful. My dead
and dreary eyes cleared up by more than half.

I’d gone that day to ponder and to mope
but nature’s little joke restored my hope.