Death And A Horse Poem by Martin Lochner

Death And A Horse



two fingers against the quivering vein
the galloping drones away

crushed muscle
departing spirit eyes

a boy looks at his mate in dismay
proud strutting love was deaths bloodied prey

aye,

sadness and heartache
is what robbed lovers pay

but know this:

your mustang blazes
with thundering hooves
heavens hills and valleys

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