Pink Posies on Unicorn Wings

*You cannot hide yourself behind a fairytale forever*

You want to read little pristine pretty posies not get involved betwixt & ignore the thorns of life whatcha gonna do when your scratch becomes infected hiding in the bushes of denial will get you hives of the contradicting type, bucking like a bronco amidst the flowery storm clouds of refusal riding through wild fields of four leaf clovers on unicorns wings of phantasmal puff'd perfectly pink skies pseudo fairy tales conjured up in the mind never to cross the median line of reality's mock deception swallow the chimerical pill of inauthentic utopia just be sure your mythical allegory never plays havoc in your secret garden of rainbow streaming sublimity, the fall is greater from the zenith of repudiation

Author's Note

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

Remind me to never get on your bad side lol

[Marie]

I would certainly stay with the unicorns and posies...reality sucks...

[icelandicblue]

If I could find that garden, I am sad to say, I would bury my head in the flowers and never come out. Denial is a powerful potion and at times I have drunk too much to know the betwixt and between but those thorns oft do seem to find me. I love the strength and voice in this. A good slap now and then is required for reality is a b***h of a mistress.

[Dye]

Life most certainty is not a fairytale. Those that think it is are in for a rude awakening. It's those unicorns, they are the troublemakers-- believing they are so majestic and stuff.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You went in hard and fast on this one but kept your creative dignity

my fav part

whatcha gonna do when your scratch becomes infected
hiding in the bushes of denial will get you hives
of the contradicting type, bucking like a bronco

some people want to live in their ignorance bubble... but when it eventually gets burst they will be flooded with complete confusion.

[Tam Warink]

Perhaps there is a school of magic, somewhere, and a McGonagal-styled professor lectures by wicked example upon a prescient yet naive Granger-like initiate. One that has succumbed to the thrall of that potent potent mixture of four-leaf clover, pixie dust, unicorn hair and rose petal; each having worked to produce the allure of "rainbow streaming sublimity." The other students titter as her reality comes streaming back to the fore of that conscious context. What was the point of the lesson? To be sure, to understand that the mind is capable of "inauthentic utopia" and that to be aware of this is the best defense against those realities where "the fall is greater from the zenith of repudiation."

[kublakhan27]

You've been showing a lot of diversity as of late, veering into areas I'm not used to seeing from you ;P What hasn't changed is the flamboyant imagery that only you can produce. This piece just jumped off the screen. Great work my dear :)

[Quill~]

A wicked poem here! I enjoyed the flipside of the flowers, rainbows, and unicorns.
The dark side is so much more exciting. Nicely done! :)

[eglantine]

third line is my favorite

[Tai Ryens]

You wander into the throes of denial, only to bring reality forth with you unto the wilderness of false realities. I like how you stoop down to their level in order to knock sense into the enemy, well done.