Fireworks Unicorn

by Mary E. Lowd

Fireworks in the sky
Sparks dancing in the air

Flashes of light trace out
The hoof beats of a galloping mare

A gentle creature
Carved from violence—
Explosions & crackles
Booms & whistles
Free her from the shackles
Of non-existence

A magical, awe-inspiring moment
All the crowd can do is stare

(As the image of a unicorn fades
All that’s left is darkness
And innumerable, heartfelt
Soulful sighs
Binding us
In loss)

But the brightness left in our eyes
Reminds us: she was really there

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