The Unihorn

INTRODUCTION: A poem, seemingly an attempt at freeverse (at which I suck--where the hell do you put the line breaks??). I would say that it's a metaphorical description of loneliness and depression masked in the words of a make-believe world and bla bla bla...basically, I tend(ed) to focus on fantasy with tragic yet hopeful overtones so much because I was/am lonely so much of the time, and wish that for every bad thing that happens (like a unicorn losing its horn), a good thing would happen in return. In short, I'm a sucker for hoping for the best but always end up getting the worst.

Undated, and I do not recall writing it; judging by the paper and quality I'd place it probably in junior high (1989-91), but this is just a guess; as it's in freeverse, something I usually don't bother with, it could also be from high school (1991-95).

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The Unihorn

We were the best friends that ever were.
Many a night he'd carry me to a
Far, distant shore,
where blue-black waves tipped with foam
Crashed onto the rocks
And the moonlight shone on the water
As he'd gallop along the shore.
He'd fly,
Way out over the water.
I could see a glowing reflection
Of his beautiful horn.
Then we'd wait on a cliff
To see the glorious sunrise.
Gold, red and orange
All one after one.
And when we were done,
We'd fly away again
To be back in the evening
To see
The sunset.
Scarlet, violet, and blue
Which soon took on a different hue
And vanished,
Leaving behind stars,
Like a tiny shimmering fairy,
Leaving behind some diamonds in the sky.
One night while we slept,
Bathed in the moon's soft, cool glow,
A dark shadow
Crept along like an evil serpent.
We heard nothing. By dawn it was too late.
He was dead,
His horn gone,
And a slow, scarlet drop of blood
Fell like a descending tear.
I cried for the fallen one that night
But his spirit came and said,
'Do not cry for me, because
I'm not gone.
I'll always be there in your heart.'
And he disappeared
But not quite.
He's still with me,
And we still fly away
Over the soft, calm waters
Under the soft glow of the moon.