Unicorn Lost

The heart beats firm ‘gainst ribs of pearl

Mist, ‘bout milky flanks doth swirl

Mane, lustrous through air doth furl

As the Unicorn canters his way

Dandelion and brush of heather

All bow down and welcome his feather

There is none but clement weather

As the unicorn canters his way

Rowan tree and Oaken bower

Lily, Rose, and Jonquil flower

All the fauna as does the flora,

Honour the unicorn on his way

Down the path that leads to clover

He spy’s a young and maiden rover

Beckoned by hand he’s welcomed over

As the unicorn is drawn from his way

“Lay down your cheek upon my hair,

As round my lap I lay it there”,

Pleads the lass with earnest air

Of the unicorn, come her way.

There he dies as round his throat

A blade of steel doth cruel garrotte

And round the lass blood forms a moat

From the unicorn who did stray

Unicorn Lost

Toradellin

Joined April 2012

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This poem expresses my disillusionment with romance in the same vein as “La Belle Dame Sans Merci“, translated by John Keats. The few women I have shared my heart with have treated it in a very discourteous manner and discarded it when they decided they were bored or could do better. I am now celibate. This poem expresses my foolishness in yielding to the effects of the neurotransmitter phenylalinine. (N.B. the Unicorn metaphor was not meant to convey anything Freudian. Freudian psychology is a pile of psuedo-scientific unicorn droppings).

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