Stupid HorseA Poem by elfenkateStupid Horse
You proclaimed you would Save me. On a fine white horse and suited for battle, you rode in.
Your horse trampled me and as I rose you cut me down with a quick flash of your sword.
Quick to bandage the wounds healing with your Love. I soon gained strength again and my spirit soared with laughter.
And you laughed with me, with a flash of your sword. You stayed close, nursing , nurturing. But they are deeper and take longer to heal.
Your white horse does not bother to topple me any longer. He does not bother. It only stands laughing. It’s eyes knowing, but feeling nothing. It stands in the stable indulging it’s own vices. So you have proclaimed you would save me. The battle, bloody and agonizing, has left nothing to save. © 2008 elfenkate |
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