Fookin' Unicorns

Over the moon where unicorns play charades

is where your love sent me on flight

that journey of places in time and space

no one touched the stars and moon as you did

my soul was touched by an epic d'angel 

my heart turned a special hue of passion

then you cut me and the story ended when i bled

a different dark shaded color of fancy betrayal 

the memory still lives on, and the lesson learned...

when you hang out with bloody unicorns you get fucked

                                                            

Reviews

[KeeD]

I always knew they were "b******s" but never admitted it to myself. Thank you for showing me the light Frieda.
"my heart turned a special hue of passion
a different dark shaded color of fancy betrayal" The contrast of these two lines fits in so beautifully in this poem. Ingenious writing and the end had such an awesome message, Mess with the bull you get the horns, in this case a f*****g unicorn. haha. "Excuse my language":P.

[Frieda P]

Thanks, that was one of my more fun vents! ;-)
...and I said it first, so it's all good hah

[CS]

I need the last line printed on a bumper sticker and proudly smacked dead center on the back of my car as a warning to every a-hole on the whole freaking planet. Preferably, because it is about unicorns, it will be required to have glitter.
Oh, I loved this!

[Frieda P]

LMAO! ;)

[DrD]

You do bring out the best in us, don't you, Frieda . . . .

[Frieda P]

flattering will get you everywhere suga' ;-)

[Inda]

I love how the language goes from this soft, "over the moon"...stuff and the it ends with, you get fucked! Made me laugh, really good.

[Frieda P]

hah, kind of like real life eh? glad you enjoyed it :)

[DrD]

Sorry dear, I can only offer you ecstacy and to be eternally enraptured. I would throw in a unicorn or two but Myrna has them in her back corral. God knows what she does with them but she's out here all hours of the night. Someone said they saw her playing leap frog.

[Frieda P]

Gonna pass on the ecstasy and eternal rapture, I'm allergic but thanks pal :)
where's Myrna, might just go play leap frog with her....

[KAOlmsted]

Well...they do have that phallic symbol sticking right out of their f*****g heads, Frieda...that may have been clue number one :-p

But seriously...never trust anyone who promises you sunshine and roses. I have been a b***h on wheels since day one and I'm going on eleven years with my lucky guy. I never once told him it would be easy; and he comes home every night ;-) Now...had I told him his life was going to be all blow jobs and garter belts, I'd have been out on my a*s years ago *laugh* Bottom line: if they tell you it's gonna be great...run. Fast. Before that f*****g unicorn can poke you with his horn.

Enjoyed this one a lot. Thanks for sharing it with us.

-kimmer

[Frieda P]

OK, your review is upstaging my freakin poem! lol, and now you tell me kimmer! ha 'blow jobs and garter belts', gonna steal that line for sure! Thanks, glad you enjoyed it.

[KAOlmsted]

:-D

[LA Lorena]

my challenge for you Frieda. blowjobs and garter belts used in a poem. tap, tap, tap, I'm waiting!

[KAOlmsted]

HA! I want to read that as SOON as it's posted! :-D

[LA Lorena]

back of the line kimmer! ;)

[Frieda P]

Oh, the pressure to perform, now I know how the guys feel ;)

[LA Lorena]

all the anticipation eh? pressure's mounting. just don't fall flat on your face. (it's hard to give a proper BJ from that position)

[Frieda P]

hahaha, and where the fook are you now?

[LA Lorena]

I've been inflicting torture at work.

[Tree]

I'm reading some good poetry at the WC today, and this is no exception. You started this poem fairy-tale like; a dream. Than reality came goring down... Loved the contrast Frieda. Thank you for sharing this

[Frieda P]

haha Diego, good ummm if you say so, it was fun anyway, I had the first line in my head since last night, had to go someplace with it. thanks :)

[Victoria Elizabeth]

love this!!

[Frieda P]

thanks!

[ms. barrie]

This is breath-taking, in flow imagery and rhyme, not to mention the whole concept:

my heart turned a special hue of passion
then you cut me and the story ended when i bled
a different dark shaded color of fancy betrayal

this cut me deep, due to r.l circumstances of my past. (all i will say). i have to admit my dear, i'm getting quite envious of your immense gift for words, which is always a pleasure to re-visit and read. thank you for sharing (100-100) *adds to favs.* - amazing write, but i'm once again, not surprised :)

[Frieda P]

wasn't meant to cut anything but your funny bone hon ;-)

[ms. barrie]

:) ~ xoxo

[That_Girl]

lol the title made me think comedy... then the majority of the poem was serious... then back to funny with the last line! Epic. ;D

[Frieda P]

Thanks, means a lot comin from the Queen of crazy s**t...haha I like to keep you guessing ;-)

[That_Girl]

Ey! Watch it missy. ;)

[Frieda P]

Oi yourself ;)

[That_Girl]

Rawr. ;)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Looks like you decapitated this particular unicorn lol. This is an interesting piece that describes the wonderful sensation of rising passion to shattered dream in a few lines.

[Frieda P]

Yep, loped it off, it's my trophy room now. ;-)
Thanks John...