I'd love to hear those Alarms of Peace. What a fantastic journey! Thank you!
I reached out in the darkness, and what did I touch? Was it the unicorn? I can't say, but what I found was called Yahoo! Answers, and what I found was a section on the love of my life, poetry. I looked around, and I found some really bad poetry, and I found some really good poetry. I settled down, and I watched as some of the people got better, some got worse, and some quit altogether. Did the unicorn bring me here? Perhaps, but either way I am proud to have been able to find it, and to find writers such as yourself, who do such a wonderful job of painting beautiful pictures with your words, and stirring deep emotions. Thank you for sharing, and thanks to the unicorn for helping me find this love.
Dondi
Since I found this site, I actually do some sleeping at night. I reach out and touch my little stuffed dog that I've had since infancy. It may not be a unicorn, but it brings back memories, most all of them good ones.
Alas, fair unicorn
keeper of my secrets
since I was a child
in virgin ways.
Die in my arms
while my heart grows old
and cumbersome with
doubt and passing of
childhood memory.
Could I ever believe in you
again?
When I give birth to my own.
You come back and I see
again through the eyes of a child
the mystery you hold.
Children and unicorns are the light of the world. They hold life's mysteries in their eyes.
I took this poem as being about dreams. The " . . . touch[ing] the/Unicorn" symbolized the crossing over to the the surreal and truly accepting it as reality. The last stanza represented the speakers wish for us to have beautiful, and lovely dreams - dreams we can fall in love with, but to remember that they are dreams and not to get them confused with reality in order to protect us from the pain such a sad event as when you first wake up can have.
I Love my dreams; I don't ever feel like I've slept, but when I wake up it takes me about ten minutes to realize I can't go back. While I'm making my coffee I'm always in a good mood thinking how wonderful everything has been in my most recent past - then Bam! - what the . . . ah man . . . I'm awake ain't I? Oh well . . . back to life. It's usually the most depressing moment of my day - then the coffee kicks in.
I'm going to freak if there's a Unicorn in my dreams tonight. If there is: Thank you Elysund.
i don't know, really, i just got up. the coffee is brewing. let me think and have a cup.
That's interesting truly it is..I'm not just saying that..Unicorn? Hmmm well your much more experienced writer than i am so I'm not really sure but i believe that this is about daydreaming of being in love for the first time or perhaps..It's about infatuation? Love at first sight? The thing that children do..thinking your in love when really it is just a fantasy..hence Unicorn..the lovely fantasy that given time you realize can't possibly be true
Love without sight, especially insight, and how to deal with fellow man. The fairy tale land where all is right, where unicorns roam, where love is mystical and magical. Then the omen "careful", etc. Well said. Your insight is insightful.
I was born
next to a Unicorn
Darn, Darn, Darn......