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The Unicorn Maid of the Swan Sea
  bullet   The Great Swan Sea   bullet   The Unicorn Maid   bullet   White Swans
  bullet   The White Swan   bullet   Unicorn Summer   bullet   Swan Song
by Maribeth Schlobohm


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The Great Swan Sea
The blue dragon flew high and long,
In search of the beautiful swan, 
Suddenly! With eyes yellow and keen,
He spotted this scene:

The majestic white swan,
Not looking at all wan,
Gliding softly with head held high,
Drinking in the diamond light.

Gliding effortlessly across swan sea,
Resting calmly and so peacefully,
Contemplating the days of yore,
When all the animals played nicely, for sure.

Bobbing up and down, drifting
With her feet gently paddling,
Floating through waters glassy,
This white swan was very classy.

Tilting her neck in morning’s light,
She spied a dazzling bright sight,
It was the blue dragon, wings unfurled,
Defender of all living in the swan sea world.

The blue dragon stayed and hovered a little while,
Comforting the white swan and all for miles,
Sovereign protector in his territory was he,
For he was born of bright blue royalty.

So this is the moral of this little story,
If you do not want to swim into swan sea history,
Stay straight as an arrow headed for its mark,
From this you should never depart,

Choose your words wisely,
Use them precisely, 
Failing not this kindly request, 
Will always serve you well and best,

And, remember always this if you please,
There is a blue dragon, guardian of the swan sea.

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The Unicorn Maid
Sitting in the forest bare,
Winter softly lighting on her long blonde hair,
Pale skin and bright blue eyes fair,
Waiting for precious unicorn to appear,

Before he even comes into sight,
Before dawn’s precious new morning light,
White blur of wings in glorious flight,
Warrior clothed in gentleness in maiden’s sight,

She rides like the wind,
Becomes one with him,
Escaping the hunter’s prize,
Fire raging in his clear eyes,

Hind legs of antelope and tail of lion,
Wild as an untamed steed, wings for a flyin,
Forehead with solitary spiral horn,
Strength of an oak, not a seedling acorn,

Tamed only by her beautiful voice pure,
Able to touch with medicinal cure,
Stable to neutralize poison with tears,
Trusting in words to allay all the fears,

The winged white unicorn guards the Swan Sea,
Hoping all will live happily,
Ready to ride without hesitation,
Revealing a heart of deep affection.

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White Swans (Classical Haiku)
white swans face to face
making one beautiful heart
calm waters ahead

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The White Swan
satin glass ripples
reflecting feathered beauty
pure white perfection

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Unicorn Summer (Classical Haiku)
rainbow 'round the sun
smokey clouds abound around
unicorn summer

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Swan Song (Classical Haiku)
solitary swan
riding out the waves searching
her true love to find

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Copyright © 2005 Maribeth Schlobohm
All Rights Reserved



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