The little green creature.
Some wondered who he was
My past and my future
The picture of my vase.
He sat on the riverbank.
Looking for his queen.
A woman to give everything
He had seen in his dream.
Sigh, did the creature sadly.
They told him the same.
Unattractive and poor
Nothing, but shame.
Who would love him?
See beneath the green skin.
Past the foolishness
Given him by Gwyn.
The goddess of the underworld,
Who created this thing.
She made him in anger,
Not worthy of loving
Small tears running softly
Down his rubber chin.
Feeling so bitterly
How his kind never win.
Swimming in the water.
An innocent lovely bride.
The groom stood waiting.
For the coming tide
Her head turned softly
To the forest ground.
Feeling the creature
Before she almost drowned.
Without hesitating
Ignoring the screaming groom.
Threw himself in the water
Her body, light as a plume.
On the riverbank they sat
The monster and the bride.
Her eyes so green, loving him.
He felt like a god, divine.
Broken was the moment
When the deadly arrow came
Splitting the harshly air.
Feebly he mumbled her name.
Crying gently the beauty did.
Believing the creature was dead.
The groom came happily
He bragged of his excellent aim.
The blow was hard,
And he stumbled confused.
Rubbing his chin
Violently accused.
“Leave this place
Never to return
This marriage of ours
Can rot and burn”
“Do you love him?
You whore forlorn
The ugly forest creature
In the underworld born.”
“I find that he is perfect
As gentle and as true.
Rather I would just sit right here
Than spend my life with you”
When he had left, she bent her head.
The ground now filled with mist.
Our pitiful dirty creature
Received in the end a kiss
The queen from the river
Gave him all she could.
And in return he gave her
Everything that is good.
Never more, lost they were
They shared the dream of one.
Given them by faith it self
And thus the weaker won.
The little green creature.
Some wondered who he was
The king of a queen
Loved despite his flaws.
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Submission Name: The little green creature
