Popular Poems About Unicorns
#unicorns
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
13th Apr 2025 1:31am
13th Apr 2025 1:31am
love you, love ..
my wife is the most beautiful
woman in the world as far as
I’m concerned with other matters
I don’t tell her often enough
woman in the world as far as
I’m concerned with other matters
I don’t tell her often enough
#unicorns
99 reads
5 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
4th May 2025 11:24am
4th May 2025 11:24am
Within and Without
Makes me feel like a thief when you're bleeding.” Scott Walker, Duchess
In the river at foot of my bed
drowned reliquaries are sealed,
please tell the divers to stop their search
If you miss the last train home
make sure you miss it….running
No amount of poetry could
mend this broken heart;
the words ‘move’ and ‘on’
are an anagram of o’venom
In the river at foot of my bed
drowned reliquaries are sealed,
please tell the divers to stop their search
If you miss the last train home
make sure you miss it….running
No amount of poetry could
mend this broken heart;
the words ‘move’ and ‘on’
are an anagram of o’venom
#unicorns
113 reads
8 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
28th Apr 2025 2:49pm
28th Apr 2025 2:49pm
An Urban Hymn for Betty & Tod
Feral are the fireflies
which hunger for the light,
jet stream scripts
fuel insomnia theatres –
upon the 3 a.m. stage
yearning is the playwright who loses sight
twenty-two seconds becomes an eternal verse
on the high wire between darkness and the dawn,
we sometimes tremble and fall.
Take lust from poetry
remove sky scrapers from cities
tell village chapels that their God
is too busy eb@y shopping.
From womb to tomb
kite pilots let some of their strings stray,
allow emotional air-raids to exhaust...
which hunger for the light,
jet stream scripts
fuel insomnia theatres –
upon the 3 a.m. stage
yearning is the playwright who loses sight
twenty-two seconds becomes an eternal verse
on the high wire between darkness and the dawn,
we sometimes tremble and fall.
Take lust from poetry
remove sky scrapers from cities
tell village chapels that their God
is too busy eb@y shopping.
From womb to tomb
kite pilots let some of their strings stray,
allow emotional air-raids to exhaust...
#unicorns
135 reads
3 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
20th Apr 2025 00:15am
20th Apr 2025 00:15am
black and white
like an old black and
white film
of the nineteen forties
in which the nazis are
discovered
planning on taking over
the united
states at the beginning
that this could
never
actually happen
because the constitution
wouldn’t allow it,
but it has ..
white film
of the nineteen forties
in which the nazis are
discovered
planning on taking over
the united
states at the beginning
that this could
never
actually happen
because the constitution
wouldn’t allow it,
but it has ..
#unicorns
92 reads
2 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
1st May 2025 6:52pm
1st May 2025 6:52pm
There is a Staircase...and there are Stars
As a blackbird upon a wire
my soul softly treads upon star staircases,
will the shooting stars just always be satellites
spying nation paranoia until another and another?
Any fall would be similar as before
so please leave a mattress upon the floor
There is an attic which houses unwritten poems
splayed pillows across the most silent of beds
dream a little dream of my arms around your tender neck
tongue each Cymraeg metaphor deep into my throat
And there is an attic
where a svengali could teach me how to conclude poems ...
my soul softly treads upon star staircases,
will the shooting stars just always be satellites
spying nation paranoia until another and another?
Any fall would be similar as before
so please leave a mattress upon the floor
There is an attic which houses unwritten poems
splayed pillows across the most silent of beds
dream a little dream of my arms around your tender neck
tongue each Cymraeg metaphor deep into my throat
And there is an attic
where a svengali could teach me how to conclude poems ...
#unicorns
102 reads
2 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
166 reads
2 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
26th Apr 2025 10:41am
26th Apr 2025 10:41am
If Saturday Ever Comes
There is something you need to know
beyond ambulance hustle and intensive care
the girl of your dreams is sad and all alone
Place your diaries in gutters collecting rain
pray tell the empty side of your
bed it is no longer a tomb,
because there is something you really need to know
beyond ambulance hustle and intensive care
the girl of your dreams is sad and all alone
Place your diaries in gutters collecting rain
pray tell the empty side of your
bed it is no longer a tomb,
because there is something you really need to know
#unicorns
104 reads
0 Comments
Hatful-of-Hollow
Poem Published
25th Apr 2025 6:08pm
25th Apr 2025 6:08pm
Shorts from the Space Shuttle's Swimming Pool
No One Belongs Here More Than You
The distance between dying and death
is the loneliness of the long distance lighthouse
drifting love semaphores across raging seas
Tyrannosaur Texts Trump
“They think we’re extinct.”
His giant head lifted slowly
low growls from deep within his belly,
thousands of eyes flickered, focused.
The cavern was awash with the
acrid stench of Jurassic bodies –
“Time to go.”
Above, New York shopped
oblivious to the carnage below their feet
Bring Your Fucking Army
...
The distance between dying and death
is the loneliness of the long distance lighthouse
drifting love semaphores across raging seas
Tyrannosaur Texts Trump
“They think we’re extinct.”
His giant head lifted slowly
low growls from deep within his belly,
thousands of eyes flickered, focused.
The cavern was awash with the
acrid stench of Jurassic bodies –
“Time to go.”
Above, New York shopped
oblivious to the carnage below their feet
Bring Your Fucking Army
...
#unicorns
111 reads
1 Comment
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