The Black Unicorn Poem by Dale Mullock

I set out to see the outside world,
A boy’s adventure tale to be unfurled,
but through my ignorance and naivety,
I am oblivious to a pickpocket’s thievery,
leaving me with an empty purse,
and a penniless plea to rehearse,
with no home I meander alone,
lost in the vastness of the unknown,
a weary and lonely soul travelling on,
until the daylight fades and then is gone,
but the mountains do come to my aid,
offering shade for a body so cold and afraid,
breathing through gritted and bared teeth,
I push myself towards the alcoves beneath,
finally I enter the ancient earthen caves,
that once sheltered heroes, slaves, fools and braves,
but the moon, a huge white capitulated eye,
in full bloom against the night’s sky,
shines down on a vision of unheralded beauty,
I sink to my knees in the name of duty,
within this cavern is a horse with a single horn,
A free spirited unbound prancing unicorn,
A symbolic virtuous mythological beast,
my sight overfed by this delineatious feast,
yet behind the monoceros stands a black clad woman,
armed with witchcraft; wonders she can summon,
so with a daintily dance she casts a spell upon me,
starglitter creates warm sparkles around my body,
which then picks me up from my knees,
its passion and heat melting the cold freeze,
waving goodbye to my troubles and despair,
making me feel like I’m a millionaire,
this woman adorned with a sloping and pointed hat,
links my arm founding a new trio and sabat,
fresh friendship and love is found and born,
bound together in the light of the dawn,
so now I thank you for making my little fantasy,
of you, the unicorn and me become reality…