Magaly Guerrero offers us a fascinating prompt today

…so, my beloved Toads, for today’s challenge, I invite you to write a 3-stanza poem or a very short story (313 words or fewer) that explores prejudice from the point of view of a mythical creature who is part of our modern world.

onset equine decay
viral seeds sown to decimate
one by one they fell
until they were no more
technology but a distant memory
plough lay still in field
John Barleycorn must die

and here there come white prancers
prima-donna mindset and no backbone
hair toss and bright vacuous eye
denizens of fairy tale and lore
dainty hoof offers no root in earth
and furrow is not made with these
John Barleycorn must die

so came that gelding of sorts
horn which was first cut then filed
back all the way to the skull bone
Horse we will make of you pretty one
but the muscle needed for the pulling
of the plough in field was never there
John Barleycorn MUST die


Notes: My chosen creature is of course the Unicorn and in the writing of my poem I was called by the old traditional folk song John Barleycorn (Must Die)

15 thoughts on “unique{corn}

  1. hypercryptical says:

    An enjoyable clever write Paul. There is death in them fields – more than we know or can possibly envisage…
    Anna :o]

  2. Magaly Guerrero says:

    I love the title, it made me laugh…

    and thank goodness for that first laugh, I needed it to survive what took place in the poem. It seems we–humans–never get it right. We can’t let things be. The idea of reducing a creature to nothing but muscle and bone, to remove its identity so that it (he or she) can serve our needs, is just horrifying.

    The tone of the piece is perfect–gloomy, and ending in death.

    • paul scribbles says:

      Thanks Magaly. The Horse in many ways has suffered this fate and I wondered what might happen if we did not have them. The Unicorn was the obvious choice as replacement and of curse in line wity the prompt it had to come up short. The John Barleycorn reference just wove itself in and then death was the only way to go. I hadn’t thought I would get so dark but the muse must be obeyed. Thanks for a really provocative prompt.

  3. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar says:

    The draft horses (which were never meant to run free) built our cities and plowed our farms… and now so many scream and don’t want them pulling light carriages in the cities.. It’s crazy. We’ve ruined them, and if unicorns were to “come back” we’d ruin them too.

  4. Jim says:

    I liked the uselessness you portray here, Bjorn. Even the horse, a gelding, castrated, could not reproduce. In the day before cloning of course.
    BTW, were you aware that this could not happen in the USA. Deep within a mountain in Colorado there is kept enough seed, both hybrid and native varieties to restate huminity plant aND foodwise. But our new “consertave” (that’s what they call themselves, they don’t know the true meaning of that word) leaders and know-nothing-useful-but-get-richer mr. trump, funding for it and it’s administration will be “fired”. Our Senator voted against funding for research on the great bee decline. He might become FBI Director. Of course trump will be off the Russia hook if he is.

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