Poseidon's Masterpiece

Magnificent creatures they were,
created with a spiritual fervor
that no wide-eyed human
could ever have envisioned.

They appeared out of the white caps
in a muscled elegance of power and grace.
Sea foam flew from manes and tails,
cries pierced the salted air silencing the gulls.

Glistening coats represented every color on the beach,
their sharp hooves pummeled the sand in a restless run
up toward the cliff grass to survey their world.
My heart beat along with each pounding rhythm.

My mouth was dry and my breathing shallow.
I was wrapped tight in their beauty and strength.
In those moments I was different,  I had changed,
and for the first time I felt alive...so very alive.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is the kind of poem that makes my heart beat in rhythm with the hoofbeats of the verse---
as emily dickinson wrote ---"there are no coursers like a page of prancing poetry"

there are some things that we see and feel that make us feel more alive than our actual selves...
our skin just tingles...

you are back with a vengeance with this one.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you so much jacob. This one has been percolating for a bit. I appreciate your comments very much.

[m.s.early]

Startling imagery and expressions allowing an insight of the narrator.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you so much x.

[Bright Ocean Star]

spellbinding, Ice. I love it. Thank you.

[icelandicblue]

Thank you so much Bright Ocean Star. It's the first thing I've written in a month. I appreciate the visit.

[Bright Ocean Star]

You have a good grasp of imagery. This transported me back into my son's favorite set of books, Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief. Thank you!

[icelandicblue]

I am very familiar with that series. Those books are wonderful. Thank you for sharing such a lovely connection.

[Bright Ocean Star]

You are welcome...:)