To A Sea Unicorn
In Paris once,
where these things can happen,
across the street from the Louvre, I came
to a stand of walking sticks.
Against the window
of an antique shop,
they leaned like bare trees
in the Tuileries, as if to get out of the wind,
though they were indoors.
I knew the feeling.
I drew my coat closer
against the Napoleonic cold.
The canes swaggered no more. Out on their own,
they'd taken a wrong turn
from the past,
only to find
their walking days over.
The one with a cut-glass knob, the silver-handled,
and the one with a snake turning back
on itself: in their midst,
towering over them,
a narwhal tusk as tall as I was—
like the one I'd seen in a room where it was still
the fifteenth century. Where,
in the unicorn tapestries,
only the lady aged,
panel by panel, until she and I
were of an age too old to countenance a unicorn,
no matter how handsome.
Narwhal, sea-unicorn,
your four-footed,
goat-bearded ghost no longer walks
this earth, avoiding capture except by the artist.
Its horn no longer parts the folds
of a maiden's skirt.
Is this enough
to save you, my unlikely one?
The ocean of the north is yours, as it always was.
The ice spreads a blanket over it.
Water falls on water,
mille fleurs of snow
through which you surface in air
cold enough to carve, a whale with a tooth
that spirals into a tusk of dream—
no one knows why.
poem by Surya Raman

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Mr. Big Toe Goes To Pelican Restaurant with UniCandle Unicorn
Mr. Big Toe saw a flame shining bright, the waves of the ocean reflected it's light.
Mr. Big Toe knew it was UniCandle unicorn, he heard of the legend of his magical
flaming horn. UniCandle unicorn knew Mr. Big Toe lives in Lake Worth town,
so he brought him a sparkly birthday crown.
Mr. Big Toe welcomed UniCandle unicorn then Mr. Big Toe jumped on his saddled back,
UniCandle's wings opened up to fly to Pelican Restaurant really fast.
UniCandle unicorn had a coupon that expired soon,
UniCandle unicorn joined Dave's email club yesterday at noon.
UniCandle unicorn bought Mr. Big Toe a special birthday treat,
a delicious chocolate coconut banana which is really sweet!
Now UniCandle unicorn had to fly back to Krendoll again,
but he would stop back to see Mr. Big Toe who is his new found friend.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on October 20,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
O Unicorn!
Ye lovely horse
with fore-head horn –
O unicorn!
Ye folk-lore beast,
From heaven born:
Where hast thou gone?
With lovely mane,
Ye came in dreams,
O unicorn!
To true virgin,
In moonlit beams,
To sleep upon!
To dance awhile
In pastures green,
O unicorn!
With feet agile,
And cloud-white sheen,
In early morn!
When earth was new,
And men were good,
O unicorn;
Then leaves had dew,
And forests, wood;
And fields had corn!
By fair maidens,
And lovely dames,
Ye were allured;
And turning tame,
Ye played a game,
O unicorn!
O beauteous beast,
Mystical one,
O unicorn!
Ye did adorn
The ages past –
Have ye now ceased?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-10-2008
poem by John Celes

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Shelly Meets UniCandle Unicorn
Shelly saw a flame shining bright, the waves of the ocean reflected it’s light.
Shelly knew it was UniCandle unicorn, she heard of the legend of his magical flaming horn. UniCandle unicorn knew Shelly lives in Lake Worth town,
so he brought her a sparkly birthday crown.
Shelly welcomed UniCandle unicorn then Shelly jumped on his saddled back,
UniCandle’s wings opened up to fly to Kavasutra Bar really fast.
UniCandle unicorn had to be back to Krendoll island soon,
UniCandle unicorn asked Shelly to join him at Kavasutra for a fun afternoon.
Then UniCandle unicorn bought Shelly a special birthday treat,
a delicious chocolate coconut banana pie which is really sweet!
Now UniCandle unicorn had to fly back to Krendoll island again,
but he would stop back to see Shelly who is his new found friend.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on January 13,2011
www.christinasunrise.com www.christinapoems.com
poem by Christina Sunrise

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Tom Hank Travels With Unicandle Uncorn
UniCandle unicorn horn glitters real Bright
on t-shirts that Glows in children's Dreams at night.
Colorful t-shirts outside on a lighted display
it will attract customers to come my way.
On Easter Sunday while Krendolls walk by
one particular Character caught my eye.
It was Tom Hanks who did decide
to buy one UniCandle unicorn t-shirts
with a Fantastic price that's out of Sight-
-For only the price of $9.95!
Tom handed me a donation along with a smile.
Then Tom turned around and said to me-
"UniCandle unicorn is Cute and Unique
You will sell a lot of t-shirts just You wait and see! "
Tom left wearing the shirt that really glows-
out of my Krendoll land on UniCandle unicorn's back he goes.
Way up in the sky with UniCandle unicorn's horn shining bright
they fly off out of Krendoll island deep in the night.
poem by Suzae Chevalier

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Tusk
Written by lindsey buckingham.
Why dont you ask him if hes going to stay?
Why dont you ask him if hes going away?
Why dont you tell me whats going on?
Why dont you tell me whos on the phone?
Why dont you ask him whats going on?
Why dont you ask him whos the latest on his throne?
Dont say that you love me!
Just tell me that you want me!
Tusk! tusk! tusk! tusk!
Tusk! tusk! tusk! tusk!
Tusk! tusk! tusk! tusk!
Tusk! tusk! tusk! tusk!
Tusk!
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac

Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Levon
Levon
Now came the right time to go to that paradise
That is on the other side of the world
But you climb on the unicorn first
And I will climb after you on the unicorn
But I hope that the unicorn can handle our weight
Because the unicorn alone is 820 lbs
And we are 460 lbs
Yes our wieght is fine for the Unicorn
Levon
When we get to the paradise it will be onthe other side of the world
But I hope that we get the paradise the way we want
And we can take a bath in the lake in the paradise
Levon
How big is the paradise?
The paradise is the size of a soccer field
Levon
Sleep now and I will sleep with you also
In the paradise
That paradise belong to us now
And nobody else will be able to share this paradise with us
Because it has room just for the two of us
But we are not going to see cars or ambulances in paradise
Because paradise is not like the earth
And paradise is much better than earth
poem by Aldo Kraas

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Unicorn
A long time ago, when the earth was green
and there was more kinds of animals than you've ever seen,
and they run around free while the world was bein' born,
and the lovliest of all was the Unicorn.
There was green alligators and long-neck geese.
There was humpy bumpy camels and chimpanzees.
There was catsandratsandelephants, but sure as you're born
the lovliest of all was the Unicorn.
But the Lord seen some sinnin', and it caused him pain.
He says, 'Stand back, I'm gonna make it rain.'
He says, 'Hey Brother Noah, I'll tell ya whatcha do.
Go and build me a floatin' zoo.
And you take two alligators and a couple of geese,
two humpy bumpy camels and two chimpanzees.
Take two catsandratsandelephants, but sure as you're born,
Noah, don't you forget my Unicorn.'
Now Noah was there, he answered the callin'
and he finished up the ark just as the rain was fallin'.
He marched in the animals two by two,
and he called out as they went through,
'Hey Lord, I got your two alligators and your couple of geese,
your humpy bumpy camels and your chimpanzees.
Got your catsandratsandelephants - but Lord, I'm so forlorn
'cause I just don't see no Unicorn.'
Ol' Noah looked out through the drivin' rain
but the Unicorns were hidin', playin' silly games.
They were kickin' and splashin' in the misty morn,
oh them silly Unicorn.
The the goat started goatin', and the snake started snakin',
the elephant started elephantin', and the boat started shaking'.
The mouse started squeakin', and the lion started roarin',
and everyone's abourd but the Unicorn.
I mean the green alligators and the long-neck geese,
the humpy bumpy camels and the chimpanzees.
Noah cried, 'Close the door 'cause the rain is pourin' -
and we just can't wait for them Unicorn.'
Then the ark started movin', and it drifted with the tide,
and the Unicorns looked up from the rock and cried.
And the water come up and sort of floated them away -
that's why you've never seen a Unicorn to this day.
You'll see a lot of alligators and a whole mess of geese.
You'll see humpy bumpy camels and lots of chimpanzees.
You'll see catsandratsandelephants, but sure as you're born
you're never gonna see no Unicorn
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Tom Hanks Travels With Unicandle Unicorn
UniCandle unicorn horn glitters real Bright
on t-shirts that Glows in children's Dreams at night.
Colorful t-shirts outside on a lighted display
it will attract customers to come my way.
On Easter Sunday while Krendolls walk by
one particular Character caught my eye.
It was Tom Hanks who did decide
to buy one UniCandle unicorn t-shirts
with a Fantastic price that's out of Sight-
-For only the price of $9.95!
Tom handed me a donation along with a smile.
Then Tom turned around and said to me-
"UniCandle unicorn is Cute and Unique
You will sell a lot of t-shirts just You wait and see! "
Tom left wearing the shirt that really glows-
out of my Krendoll land on UniCandle unicorn's back he goes.
Way up in the sky with UniCandle unicorn's horn shining bright
they fly off out of Krendoll island deep in the night.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 1,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Enigmas
You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there with
his golden feet?
I reply, the ocean knows this.
You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparent
bell? What is it waiting for?
I tell you it is waiting for time, like you.
You ask me whom the Macrocystis alga hugs in its arms?
Study, study it, at a certain hour, in a certain sea I know.
You question me about the wicked tusk of the narwhal,
and I reply by describing
how the sea unicorn with the harpoon in it dies.
You enquire about the kingfisher's feathers,
which tremble in the pure springs of the southern tides?
Or you've found in the cards a new question touching on
the crystal architecture
of the sea anemone, and you'll deal that to me now?
You want to understand the electric nature of the ocean
spines?
The armored stalactite that breaks as it walks?
The hook of the angler fish, the music stretched out
in the deep places like a thread in the water?
I want to tell you the ocean knows this, that life in its
jewel boxes
is endless as the sand, impossible to count, pure,
and among the blood-colored grapes time has made the
petal
hard and shiny, made the jellyfish full of light
and untied its knot, letting its musical threads fall
from a horn of plenty made of infinite mother-of-pearl.
I am nothing but the empty net which has gone on ahead
of human eyes, dead in those darknesses,
of fingers accustomed to the triangle, longitudes
on the timid globe of an orange.
I walked around as you do, investigating
the endless star,
and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked,
the only thing caught, a fish trapped inside the wind.
Translated by Robert Bly
poem by Pablo Neruda

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Unicorn 8
In the deepening dusk of forest glade,
in the mist of clouds rolling over the high hills,
in the sea-fog rolling in at turn of tide,
what feature of its form alerts us first
that it’s so present, now, and here?
That spiralled horn – why is it that we know
that’s where it should be seen,
that place upon our forehead we can feel ourselves?
The unicorn within us knows –
when attention spirals to a fine, fine point
and thought is stilled; that’s when
our single-pointed horn calls presence to its purest form,
its purest place, within ourself;
ourself; unicorn.
poem by Michael Shepherd

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Unicorn
In the land of make believe
lives a creature in the wild.
Sleek, white and beautiful to see,
I become again as a child.
I ride bare-back and feel the muscles
of this steed with a horn.
We ride through the clouds slowly
and a new morn is born.
I will tame his wildness and spirit
for I am still a virgin.
Chaste and still able to mount.
I have the power over him.
Unicorn, my unicorn I fear growing up
for surely I will fall in love
and maidenheads will be forgotten
and you will rise above
searching for another virgin maiden
to grab hold your horn in their hand.
And I will miss the ride we shared
in this wonderful magic land.
poem by Edwina Reizer

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Last Unicorn
When the last eagle flies,over the last crumbling mountain
And the last lion roars, at the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the forest, though she may be old and worn
They will stare unbelieving
At the last unicorn
When the first breath of winter, throught the flowers is icing
And you look to the north, and a pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying, and would leave the world to mourn
In the distance hear her laughter
Its the last unicorn
Im alive....... Im alive
When the last moon is cast, over the last star of morning
And the future is past, without even a last desparate warning
Then look into the sky where through, the cloudes a path is formed
Look and see her how she shimmers, its the last unicorn
Im alive... Im alive!!!!
song performed by by Kenny Loggins

Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
If I Die Before My Time
If I die before my time,
please let me have one last rhyme.
Let me say this while I still stand,
that all children can feel safe in Krendoll land.
They can get there in their dreams,
with the help of UniCandle unicorn’s dream beam.
UniCandle unicorn and Melodie send love again and again,
to every child that needs it and all of their friends.
So if you need a safe place to be,
go to Krendoll island, and be protected
by UniCandle unicorn and Melodie.
Copyright 2010 Suzae Chevalier
poem by Suzae Chevalier

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Unicorn
As I wandered through the woods one night,
I stumbled upon a most magnificent sight.
It was an hour or so, before the break of dawn,
That, in a moonlit clearing, I spied a Unicorn.
Hidden behind a tree, I stood and stared;
To reveal myself to him, I did not dare.
In the grassy clearing, he stood and grazed,
As I stood there watching him, in a daze.
Of the Unicorn’s beauty, I was in total awe;
He was the most majestic creature I ever saw.
His coat was as white as freshly fallen snow,
And, it had to it, a pearlescent, luminous glow.
His flickering ears were alerted by every sound;
At the tiniest whisper, his head turned around.
His golden, spiral horn stood at least a foot long;
Heaven help the creature who does him wrong!
The moon shone in his large, dark, reflective eyes.
Although he seemed so gentle, he seemed so wise.
His long, soft, shiny mane was just like ‘angel hair’;
Curled around his neck and shoulders, it flowed there.
His hooves, like his horn, were of burnished gold.
He really was the most beautiful sight to behold.
Suddenly, he galloped off into the surrounding mist.
Now, having seen a Unicorn, I know that they do exist.
poem by Angela Wybrow

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Walking In The Street
Oh billy stares at cherry in the hall
And walks out into the rain so blessed and tall
Standin on the corner with a gun underneath his coat
Beneath the stars on the street
Oh on lexington avenue they stand
Velvet aces they case the promised land
Reachin out across the hoods with both hands
Oh, tryin to catch a ride
Tonight were lovers in the cold
Running past the graveyards in the snow
Walking in the street with nowhere to go
And its no, no, no
Oh and the getaway driver waits outside the store
He pulls away just as billy runs out the door
Oh and billy wont run anymore, no, no, no
Oh baby I cant lay the stars at your feet
Oh but I think we could take it all, just you and me
Oh come on, youll see, theres a lot of room
For you baby, in this front seat
Tonight were lovers on that road (in the snow)
Running past the graveyards in the snow
Walking in the street with nowhere to go
And its oh, oh, oh
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen

Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The Last Unicorn
Written by jimmy webb, 1982
Found on the last unicorn soundtrack, your move (french import only), premium gold collection, centenary collection, and highway.
When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain
And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the forest though she may be old and worn
They will stare unbelieving at the last unicorn
When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing
And you look to the north and a pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying and would leave the world to mourn
In the distance hear the laughter of the last unicorn
Im alive, Im alive
When the last moon is cast over the last star of morning
And the future has passed without even a last desperate warning
Then look into the sky where through the clouds a path is torn
Look and see her how she sparkles, its the last unicorn
Im alive, Im alive
song performed by by America

Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Princess and Unicorn
Seeing the princess outdoors
was an everyday occurrence
Everyone had heard of and seen
the daughter of the king
Spending time in the rose garden
was a regular recurrence
Enjoying the many different
roses in the spring
Seeing a unicorn would be a very
rare occasion
Everyone had heard of the
magnificent creature
Of beauty and of a magical
persuasion
Very few had ever seen one
only in imagination
The crew and pirate had just committed
a secret rose garden invasion
His smile was like laughter he could
not contain
Seeing the princess walk
into the garden with elation
The unicorn he did capture after
the gentle summer rain
Behind the princess was
the sun of fire
Seeing the unicorn tied to a rosebush
framed by the seven shades of
the rainbow
With a note from the pirates of the
ship named Inspire
For the lovely princess a unicorn
with a magical glow
Was her favourite desire
poem by Rachel Nichols

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Blood Drops
Blood drops are falling in front of a rainbow
As my unicorn runs away
The shades of grey are growing darker
The devil wants to play
Water falls of eye balls, are starring right at my face
I think Aliens are still stealing my brain waves
The music keeps paying softly
I wish my unicorn didn't run away
The rainbow is so pretty
Blood drops splash on my face
I think the devil wants to play
poem by Randy Demand

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Tom Hanks Flies Off With UniCandle unicorn
UniCandle unicorn horn glitters real Bright
on t-shirts that Glows in children’s Dreams at night.
Colorful t-shirts outside on a lighted display
it will attract customers to come my way.
On Easter Sunday while Krendolls walk by
one particular Character caught my eye.
It was Tom Hanks who did decide
to buy one UniCandle unicorn t-shirts
with a Fantastic price that’s out of Sight-
-For only the price of $9.95!
Tom handed me a donation along with a smile.
Then Tom turned around and said to me-
“UniCandle unicorn is Cute and Unique
You will sell a lot of t-shirts just You wait and see! â€
Tom left wearing the shirt that really glows-
out of my Krendoll land on UniCandle unicorn’s back he goes.
Way up in the sky with UniCandle unicorn’s horn shining bright
they fly off out of Krendoll island deep in the night.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 1,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Tom Hanks Travels with UniCandle Unicorn
UniCandle unicorn horn glitters real Bright
on t-shirts that Glows in children’s Dreams at night.
Colorful t-shirts outside on a lighted display
it will attract customers to come my way.
On Easter Sunday while Krendolls walk by
one particular Character caught my eye.
It was Tom Hanks who did decide
to buy one UniCandle unicorn t-shirts
with a Fantastic price that’s out of Sight-
-For only the price of $9.95!
Tom handed me a donation along with a smile.
Then Tom turned around and said to me-
“UniCandle unicorn is Cute and Unique
You will sell a lot of t-shirts just You wait and see! â€
Tom left wearing the shirt that really glows-
out of my Krendoll land on UniCandle unicorn’s back he goes.
Way up in the sky with UniCandle unicorn’s horn shining bright
they fly off out of Krendoll island deep in the night.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 1,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise

Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!