A Month With Yeats: Day 13

This is day 13 of Jane Dougherty of Jane Dougherty Writes alternative to NanoWritMo, A Month with Yeats.

Rules and Pingback Here

Away, come away,

Empty your heart of it’s mortal dream..W.B Yeats.

The maiden watched in awe

As beauty passed her by 

The outward facade was all she saw

The sight of wonder made her sigh.
Three horses all bedecked in gold

The first damsel a unicorn rode

An escorts of tiny birds, enchanting to behold.

So beautiful the magic did unfold.
The maiden unknowing of their fate

Begged to join them on their ride

A hunger  for escape she could not sate.

The anguish in their eyes they could not hide.

               ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

All that glitters is not gold

Though the were wonderous to behold.

They could neither rest nor eat

On their quest they had to keep.
The maiden who wished to escape

Only saw the fine procession

Not see their pain, their riches fake.

She was luckier than them.