Broken...Very Short, Terse Poem Poem by John Tansey

Broken...Very Short, Terse Poem

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Like a wild Stallion
that wont be saddled, spitting the bit,
I bucked and threw every rider
galloping toward the infinite open....

Nostrils flairing, mane blowing
it was a brief sprint of being harnessed to noone
until, as all dreams, I stopped at the end by a fence
only to be led back, by a lead, broken and bridled

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ivan Donn Carswell 19 October 2007

John, Unfortunately dreams have reality endings... Rgds, Ivan

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Gillian.E. Shaw 19 October 2007

Absolutely excellent, superb.

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John Tansey

John Tansey

Bronx, New York
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