Miniature: Woman On A Horse Poem by Sonny Rainshine

Miniature: Woman On A Horse



Rippled like the red dunes
of Oman, patterned by thirsty wind
that meanders serpentine
like a cobra,
like ribbons of air,
her hair is the color of the horse;
her mount’s nostrils are flaring,
like beduoin tent flaps,
its breath is quick,
like the wind
but wet.

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