Allison Barnett Poems
|3.||The Lovely Stranger||9/11/2009|
|5.||A Frozen Friend||9/11/2009|
|9.||What Good Is A Day?||10/16/2010|
|10.||A Foreign Language||10/16/2010|
|15.||Love Poem # 137||10/9/2010|
|16.||I Haven'T Written In A While||8/5/2010|
|18.||The Stallion And I||9/11/2009|
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The Stallion And I
I'm ready, so ready
to release the beast I master
The cords in his arched neck tremble
berating my control
A buck warns me of worse to come
he isn't satisfied with prancing,
nature urges him
I smile, eager as my steed
to feel the earth pounding beneath our feet
Finally, finally I grant his wish
Lunging forward, our bodies connect
As one we feel the wind through our mane,
the lengthening churn of our legs
and the discreet balance of the rider we carry
Our muscles flex; this is what we were meant for
Familiarity calls to us,
calls us ...
The Lovely Stranger
I want this oppresion to end.
I want to bend and break these invisible bars
that have webbed around me until i forget the bars,
forget the cage.
Time and time again
a beautiful stranger will beckon to me,
promising utter bliss.
I hurtle toward his open arms,
only to crash into the bars, my body crumpling in the dirt.