Dragon breathing fire in the sky, rabbit screaming in the moon
unicorns are real, though they taste of dirt and mist
Galloping through as if with a gilded chariot
Careening out of control in a heavenly Hippodrome
Battles are fought bravely, then won or lost in the fickle, cowardly winds
That push one precariously around the sharp leading edge,
a cliffside drop down a sheer, slick, cold rock face.
Turbulent nightmare or waking dream?
- Kevin Oliver
National Poetry Month 2019, Day 21. Use wild, surreal imagery that engages the senses and uses dream logic. Check, check, and check? Title borrowed from the 1985 hit by Kate Bush.
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