Poem -
Mules and Unicorns
These glittery rainbows
we chase perpetually
All the tarnished yellow brick roads
on our one way journey into the ground
Junkie dreamers be we...
Unable to see
the light transparency
Never quite thinking things fully through
What would we ever do
if we ever caught
the fantasies we sought?
Dreamers dream do they not?
Though they can never
fully reside
in the real world
where harsh reality
chews up and spits out
badly mangled unicorns
and slices their colorful carcasses
into deliciously bitter steaks
to be sold on E-Bay for 90 cents a pound
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I like the tone in the poem and the beginning image:
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How true. People dream big, and feel a shortcoming when they don't reach the stars. When, they should keep their dreams within reach. That is what I'm taking from your poem. Well done. I liked the format also.
Thanks for the feedback Katina... Not easy for head in the clouds dreamers to exist in this harsh reality we reside in..