Steve Hancock


The Enchanted Forest - Poem by Steve Hancock

Sacred horn of unicorn
Enchanted forest of old
Oh gypsy king such woe you bring
With prophecy foretold

Beyond castle gates the princess waits
In soaring towers high
Till free again her tears be rain
Cascading from the sky

With deep remorse on strident horse
Rides hope from beyond the pale
From distant land with sword in hand
Oh gallant one we hail

From misty lake his soul to take
The temptress shall appear
May hell collide if she’s denied
The pleasure of his fear

On tenterhook recite the book
From beyond the seven seas
Oh potent verse dispel the curse
Redeem the wise old trees

The beast be slain rejoice again
The forest be reconciled
Now close your eyes neath starry skies
Sleep tight my urchin child


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 31, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 4, 2011


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