Anadolu Ponies - Poem by Mark Heathcote
One morning with renewed faith we'll awake
Like Anadolu ponies dancing, and
Skip outside kick open the stable door—shake-
Our manes, and nod our heads flick our tails stunned.
One morning clip-clopping guided by a light
We'll leave all our doubts to climb some snowy pass
Loop the clouds, left-to-wet our appetite
And lie in fields of dew-wet untrod green grass.
One morning, but not when we've candlelight
But not tonight, not when you're here with me.
Not when you're in my arms mesmerised sight
Not when I hear your heart beating esprit
Love, I'll be your groom rein in your bridle
For our lives, they're entwined fluid and unmindful.
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