From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn)
Subject: BlackMist Poems 1 
Keywords: condolences
Organization: University of Denver
Date: Mon, 13 Apr 92 22:14:59 GMT

Black Mist poems.... all flames and comments welcome



201)    *The Celestial Unicorn*
The world turned cold and frigid
and the day turned into night
all the world was frozen
covered by snows eternal white
The unicorn walked this frozen land
so pearly white and so grand
tired of the never ending winter drizzle
he lad beside a frozen tree
he fell asleep beneath some freezing crystals.
and so he laid, frozen in ice, waiting to be set free.
sleeping for a thousand generations
dreaming of a warmer destination

then one night in a distant village
then a little girl dreamed, not once but twice
about a mountain valley holding
of an ancient unicorn frozen in a mound of ice.
so she set out across the snow
searching for the creature, with the horn of gold
and she dug beneath the snow
and so she found him there
trapped inside his icy globe
as he slept for a thousand years....

melted from his frozen prism
he then entered yet another prison
for man used him as they would
to pull sleighs and carry wood
until one night, the girl came again
for he was her only friend
she cut the ropes around his feet
and opened the gates and set him free.
try as they would, the men could not catch
the running unicorn, or the girl on his back
and that night they rode away
flying through the milky way
leaving behind the winter and the bars
to live forever in heaven among the distant stars.




203) *REFLECTIONS*
Staring at an image
I wonder what you see
looking in a mirror
my reflection staring back at me
A million times I see myself
and I see nothing special there
a tiny girl with big brown eyes..
and long dark wavy hair...
a little short, but kind of sweet
and addicted to chocolate treats
so what do you see, that I don't see?
reflecting in my eyes.
can you see the heart beneath
or where my spirit flies
Staring at my image
I look at what I see
and I sit and wonder
How I look to thee....
4/17/91
204) *Mountain Walking*
My mind is at a blank
and I just can't find the words
in the wilderness I sit
watching the flying birds
herds of elk go walking by
with their ever watchful eye
and the baby eagle in its nest
flutters its wings, as it learns to fly
and the wild herd of horses
all the mares, with their stallion pride.
charge down the mountain from the spiraling heights 
and then run up the distant other side.
and the squirrel playing in his tree
and the falcon flying on the breeze
all these images fill my mind
and the words come flooding back
watching the world go by me
as I wander these mountain tracks.
And as the night comes to an end
In the distant the howl of a wolf is heard
and in a nearby aspen tree
the cooing of a sleeping bird.
4/19/91

205) *I Was Always There*

I have always been there
 and I shall always be
look into your heart
 and tell me what you see
I present myself
 in different ways
you feel my standing there
 but still you turn away
and no matter where you go
 or what you seem to say
I will still be waiting
 for you to see the day
and though it might not seem
 that I am always there
Just turn around and look behind,
 you'll still find me waiting here.
4/23/91

206)   *Sailing*

Sailing across the distant sea
listening to the waves
whispered tales, they speak to me
of lovely creatures and hidden caves
far beneath the ocean deep
the mermaid sings, and widows weep
beware you foolish traveler
when you sail the turning sea
when you hear the mermaid sing
turn your ship and flee.
for if you travel further
a widow your wife, soon will be
and your ship, as your banner flies,
will be sailing, the bottom of the sea.
4/23/91


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