Songs of a Wild Horse

Sing sad from

   days and nights

      hew love's tenacious

         chords to light

            the way ahead

              through storms

                  bitter routes better

                     left in the wake

                       of a rose petal.

                          Sing sweet songs

                             of a wild horse

                               running free

Ken e Bujold

Reviews

[Neville]

uniquely poemed sir & much enjoyed .. one can beat a drum, a carpet and an egg, but one simply can't beat a bit o freedom can one .. N :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Ken... "left in the wake of a Rose petal" reminds me of my Mother who was an Artist and China painted Roses and Violets on China, Born free to explore your talents... Wild Horses do run free.
We must once again find the Key to Freedom. Your Poem stirs my Emotions. Prayerfully, Pat

[Ken e Bujold]

so happy you enjoyed the poem, and that it brought you happiness Pat

[Chris Shaw]

A wild horse running free. Wonderful visuals here. I hate anything trapped in cages. This speaks to me of freedom from an unhappy past. Yes, sing sweet songs the storms are over, the future bright. Delightful and uplifting Ken.

Chris

[Ken e Bujold]

thanks Chris. It's going to be the opening poem in a volume I am putting together for Musica for christmas. Just wanted to see how it scans on a bigger stage than my solitary laptop.

[Chris Shaw]

What a wonderful Christmas gift. Lucky Musica :)

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

That last line is quite lovely, and speaks to the aspirations of love. Our hopes for it to run free within our hearts and carry us along in its journey. Very nice work Ken. Thank you for sharing my friend.

[Ken e Bujold]

thanks for reading CLE. This is the opening poem to what will be a new year's volume of my work. Will be my dear wife's xmas present first, then a wider release publishing. Decided to see how it reads on a bigger screen, and if any small tweaks might be needed off of people's response,