” A Pale Green Mermaid Blog “
QUATRO
HORSES TRAPPED IN A CASTLE
Walled gardens
Walled hearts
Walled lives
my horses now run free
their hooves pound gently across my chest
you never should have tried
to rein them in-
pretending to be kin,
stolen from under the mulberry tree.
This poetry slam is dedicated to J. who helps me and others through these days.
THE END
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Exquisite imagery
A pleasure to read and read again
Thank you, g.
Thanks and thanks for reading!