Guardian of Dreams

Guardian of Dreams

The winter moon
echoes off her pale form
beaming light into darkness
where violet eyes
scan for threats
against her young charges.
Silently she picks her way
through forest undergrowth .
where soft earth cushions
diamond crusted hooves

From the tip of her horn
stardust twists
into the evening air
carrying xenias for the wise
while sapphires braided
into her mane
flirt with the night.

Unbridled,
she runs free across
the meadows of imagination,
her silken tail held high,
a queen's standard.
Though kings court her,
only a child can lead her.
          ~~ Judi Van Gorder

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Free Verse
24 lines
Entered "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest"  1-28-18. Third Place