Midnight Ride Poem by Bert Bell

Midnight Ride



I come here on cobalt blue days
to remember suzie− this
is the exact spot where her horse

took her that night, out into the glittering
reflection of the milky way
for one last midnight ride into

the next life− she used to say she
loved me, and she did,
but I always knew she loved that damned horse

more− I come here to vent my anger
and leave it here where she died,
then I go home empty and never stop loving

her− she washed up the next morning one
beach over, and all they found of her
horse was the paraphernalia she used to get up on it.

Friday, May 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: addiction
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Smoky Hoss 09 May 2020

A lot of unfortunate people over the ages have rode that ugly horse... I understand.... a sadness driven passion...

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