First was Rodinia who gathered all lambs
The first shepherd for the world’s sheep.
Pannotia followed when Rodinia died
Until the Varangian Ice demons
Descended from the clouds
To cover the lands in a blanket of white,
Smothering the world with their ire.
Pangaea tried next after the glacier departed
With what was left of the flock.
But though she called and she called,
She couldn’t gather them all to her call,
And cried when she realised
That sweet Avalon was forever departed.
Pangaea pined away from the loss of that lamb
Neglecting the flock in her grief
And her ungrateful children stole up in the night
While she cried there on the shores of old Tethys.
Dishonest Laurasia headed north,
Duplicitous Gondwana ventured south
Both seeking riches and fortune.
But on stepping out in the wilds
The Ice Demons returned out of the cold
Unleashed tectonic force from the depths of the world
Scattering the lambs forever.
© 2016 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.
This is the second of the five prompts, not sure if this one is even a poem really but gor’bless Wikipedia for all the fancy words, I managed to mangle all the facts all on my own.