Unicorn Poems
#unicorns
Unicorn poems, here you'll find narrative poems about unicorns. Fantasy poems about horned mythical horses with wings, and poetry using unicorns to represent dreams and infinite possibilities.
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 2:51pm
4th Apr 2025 2:51pm
Crawl
The taste of your anaemic skin
quenched upon Cymru tongue,
let me swim in the sweat of your neck
and roll my tongue over how Burton seduced Taylor
each whispered vowel would drive her legs wider.
Geography of your jaw
is a county wishing for a continent to invade,
if I could write the verbs of your cunt
then even Shakespeare would blush and die
the groin of my discontent
We are the Welsh
the feral you only see on tattooed skin
We are the Welsh
who have died in
so many wars
for freedom…..
quenched upon Cymru tongue,
let me swim in the sweat of your neck
and roll my tongue over how Burton seduced Taylor
each whispered vowel would drive her legs wider.
Geography of your jaw
is a county wishing for a continent to invade,
if I could write the verbs of your cunt
then even Shakespeare would blush and die
the groin of my discontent
We are the Welsh
the feral you only see on tattooed skin
We are the Welsh
who have died in
so many wars
for freedom…..
#unicorns
68 reads
4 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 5:19pm
3rd Apr 2025 5:19pm
My k(night)
in the depth of my loneliness,
in the shadow of solitude,
i often muse
...of someone coming from
across the sky
on a shooting star
from a distant planet;
a man: beautiful,
sweet and shy,
kindness glowing
on his face
with deep dark eyes
for me to gaze
into our eternity,
to be lost forever
in the haze of serenity,
away from my miseries
away from my pain
where there is no loss...no gain...
transcending space and time
he carries me...
in the shadow of solitude,
i often muse
...of someone coming from
across the sky
on a shooting star
from a distant planet;
a man: beautiful,
sweet and shy,
kindness glowing
on his face
with deep dark eyes
for me to gaze
into our eternity,
to be lost forever
in the haze of serenity,
away from my miseries
away from my pain
where there is no loss...no gain...
transcending space and time
he carries me...
#dreams
#love
#stars
#unicorns
#universe
102 reads
8 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 10:50pm
31st Mar 2025 10:50pm
Sayonora, DUP
A solitary Xmas decoration still hung in September
solemn souvenir that the walls were closing in
and the demented South African drew her last blood from me
Lovers and vodka posted ‘Wanted’ posters
on every besieged street corner,
field notes on survival were lost in wastelands
Cursor became beacon
amidst oceanic detritus,
lonely man in lighthouse
google-searched his heart,
this wasn’t the Underground of commuters
or theatre lovers wishing to break Shakespeare’s spine
Maybe she was the Spanish girl
playing...
solemn souvenir that the walls were closing in
and the demented South African drew her last blood from me
Lovers and vodka posted ‘Wanted’ posters
on every besieged street corner,
field notes on survival were lost in wastelands
Cursor became beacon
amidst oceanic detritus,
lonely man in lighthouse
google-searched his heart,
this wasn’t the Underground of commuters
or theatre lovers wishing to break Shakespeare’s spine
Maybe she was the Spanish girl
playing...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#unicorns
69 reads
2 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 6:56pm
27th Mar 2025 6:56pm
Shorts from Marilyn Monroes's Autopsy
Trigger Happy
Every night he pretended to shoot himself in front of her
enjoyed her pleas and screams as the blanks fired.
Time for change, she decided wearily,
swapping live bullets for the blanks,
time for change, he arrogantly decreed,
‘tonight I will pretend to shoot the baby’
Skin’phonies
Strung at the throat, each
sinew a symphony of strings
in the unforgiving space between skins.
Sex tourniquet binds bleeding guitar wounds
to drum beating, louder than bombs
Glassed in Portsmouth
...
Every night he pretended to shoot himself in front of her
enjoyed her pleas and screams as the blanks fired.
Time for change, she decided wearily,
swapping live bullets for the blanks,
time for change, he arrogantly decreed,
‘tonight I will pretend to shoot the baby’
Skin’phonies
Strung at the throat, each
sinew a symphony of strings
in the unforgiving space between skins.
Sex tourniquet binds bleeding guitar wounds
to drum beating, louder than bombs
Glassed in Portsmouth
...
#unicorns
62 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
26th Mar 2025 00:32am
26th Mar 2025 00:32am
an unclarity of meaning
bloke in the café
said he’d met W H Auden
just before he died
said he’d met W H Auden
just before he died
#unicorns
79 reads
5 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 00:45am
24th Mar 2025 00:45am
probably miss one or two
my poems have always been
ephemeral and I might try
to save a few but in general they were
always doomed to die
ephemeral and I might try
to save a few but in general they were
always doomed to die
#unicorns
67 reads
9 Comments
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 11:59am
22nd Mar 2025 11:59am
The Shape I'm In
How much I miss
to moss in love
holding the mold
to gorgon stone
lifetimes ago, this
ancient road.
Horizons beam
my wanderlust dream:
I am dim
of years away
from the final
dandelion blaze,
still sleek from behind
with the Sun going down
‘til morning lurks
to hone the worm
& I (...alone,
...
#forest
#FreeVerse
#mountains
#nature
#unicorns
95 reads
2 Comments
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 10:19am
10th Mar 2025 10:19am
Unicorn Gasoline
Taurine,
creatine,
unicorn-
gasoline.
Ball peen
to the spleen.
Nineteen-ounce
in fûck machine.
G-spot-
torn jeans,
OBG my needs
obscene.
Charlie Sheen
runnin' lean,
you're my queen
amphetamine.
Spill the bean,
I'm Mr. Clean.
I'll shine you like
the last latrine.
My d¡ck's a fiend,
it can't be weened.
Incubus,
the demon king.
creatine,
unicorn-
gasoline.
Ball peen
to the spleen.
Nineteen-ounce
in fûck machine.
G-spot-
torn jeans,
OBG my needs
obscene.
Charlie Sheen
runnin' lean,
you're my queen
amphetamine.
Spill the bean,
I'm Mr. Clean.
I'll shine you like
the last latrine.
My d¡ck's a fiend,
it can't be weened.
Incubus,
the demon king.
#monsters
#rainbow
#unicorns #zombies
#unicorns #zombies
103 reads
0 Comments
xthan
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 1:31pm
9th Mar 2025 1:31pm
Six word story
too many oopsies
not enough daisies
not enough daisies
#minimalist
#SixWordStory
#unicorns
177 reads
4 Comments
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 6:55pm
8th Mar 2025 6:55pm
Mauwin' Down Maui
Rollin' through the gears
with my friend's friend, Holly.
Panigale haulin' tears.
Is she stolen? Well, prolly.
No helmet. No fears.
Missionary on molly.
Wally side-swipin' mirrors,
shearin' off a Bugatti.
Better down another beer;
Cali Sol, not sorry.
Goin' off the fuckin' rails
on a red Ducati.
Sun melanin our rears,
set back and do a stoppie.
Marley mellowin' my ears;
Holly wailin' melancholy.
Playin' slalom, duck, and cheers!
Sparkin' rings around the trolley. ...
with my friend's friend, Holly.
Panigale haulin' tears.
Is she stolen? Well, prolly.
No helmet. No fears.
Missionary on molly.
Wally side-swipin' mirrors,
shearin' off a Bugatti.
Better down another beer;
Cali Sol, not sorry.
Goin' off the fuckin' rails
on a red Ducati.
Sun melanin our rears,
set back and do a stoppie.
Marley mellowin' my ears;
Holly wailin' melancholy.
Playin' slalom, duck, and cheers!
Sparkin' rings around the trolley. ...
#monsters
#rainbow
#unicorns #zombies
#unicorns #zombies
47 reads
0 Comments
Abracadabra
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 7:38am
7th Mar 2025 7:38am
Earth Crimes
We tore the last tree down
burned butterfly wings
pretended things
would be Ok
We joined the queue
at the church of too late
and waited
to be saved
still counting our dollars
while we looked the other way
burned butterfly wings
pretended things
would be Ok
We joined the queue
at the church of too late
and waited
to be saved
still counting our dollars
while we looked the other way
#environment
#humankind
#nature #unicorns
#nature #unicorns
83 reads
1 Comment
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
28th Feb 2025 4:54pm
28th Feb 2025 4:54pm
Fool Pharaoh
Fool
Pharoah
Fare Farrfair
felt fucking awful
for filling flat falafels
from Farrah's faucet air.
It should be unlawful to
flatulate falafels from
faulty derrieres!
Pharoah
Fare Farrfair
felt fucking awful
for filling flat falafels
from Farrah's faucet air.
It should be unlawful to
flatulate falafels from
faulty derrieres!
#monsters
#rainbow
#unicorns #zombies
#unicorns #zombies
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