In Memory of the horses.

[mykingdomforahorse]

Horse Heaven

other horses, dogs and sire and dam
reincarnations of everything that meant anything.
a steady voice and a steadying hand,
suns to race and moons to drink,
power to burn and life to live.

fade from view: mountains of manure
and ribs that begged for food.
sore feet in need of a trim, cents a pound,
traded in. riding a truck that never ends
only to welcome it; now here I am.

E.M.

[NanciK]

Wow, that's powerful. Em, did you compose that?

[mykingdomforahorse]

Yup, but you're making me blush, lol!

I'm glad you liked it. It just flew out of my fingers after reading about Levi.

Did I never say I was a poet too? Fiction and poetry, and hopefully some money from it one day to save more horses.

Here's another one, but the flip-side of slaughter:


Safe Horse

waiting for the sun of god
to leap around dark corners,
to blanket shivering horses
where they reverently huddle.

the stars, light sleepers;
the moon a tingle beneath winter clouds
finally coaxing the sun
to rise in its place.

soaking up the light
the horses bathe until they shine;
dozing off the extra warmth
until the evening sky like an alarm goes off.

E.M.

nancik said:

Wow, that's powerful. Em, did you compose that?