Horse Song Poem by James Barrs

Horse Songs

Every once in a while,
I feel it's over.
Some losses can't be accepted.
Usually, I am here, at 3 am.
No point in being here, except comfort,
My comfort.

Somehow I feel, if my angel were here,
It would be I, who mended broken wing,
For her to fly. No position leads to victory
More than desperation, a position,
I've been in a thousand times without a victory.

To those above me,
Stationed in stagnant pools,
Waiting for signs of life,
Haven't seen the power
Of the horse song, so many verses
Lost over the ages, it exists now
As only a low hum.

Strong enough, still, to offer cameo advice.
Don't go down stairs at night to close windows,
Opened by little girls, to let out cries of life.