If Wishes Were Horses
Poem
By Cynthia ChapePublished 3 years ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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I would stand
Under the purple weight of twilight,
a million winking stars, applauding the moon's silvery-silent arrival.
I would wait on the edge of nowhere
in the space between Nows, the rolling churn ,
for the herd of unheard.
I would run
all movement
all heave and sigh, all whicker and whinny
all tooth and sleek, all muscle and sheen.
Salt-rhimed, starfish tangled
frost-plumed, snow-glittered
Sage- dusted hooves, rock- splitting thunder
scattering a thousand jeweled lizards
Unsaddled.
Unbridled.
Unbroken.
No,
If wishes were horses
this beggar would not ride.
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About the Creator
Cynthia Chape
Gen-Xer happily dabbling in the arts
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