Blackie's Pasture

I went to Blackie’s pasture

He gave a glimpse of a picture
Of who I was and who I will be
a mustang wild and free
There is nothing I can do about what I can’t control
I am a wild beast untameable  I know
we only orbit around each other
now he is gone again
i don’t want to continue back down the road
remember me
in the deepest parts of your soul
thats where I keep you too
in this inner locket
but i couldn’t make you stay in my pocket
i had one last drink of you and i feel like i have lost it
then the flow comes making me hunger more
my body hurts and my heart is tired
but I stay starving behind this locked door
it looks like I am watching the smoke rise up from this now gone desire
yet all i want is you
your touch
your love
but I will savor the flavors in the memory
here where the white butterfly comes around me
reminding
the wild beast
she is a mustang wild and free
she runs as she dreams
without any net to catch me
i let you go
i wipe away the slate clean
i won’t love you again
it will be a very dry road my friend

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Good to be like Blackie.
"reminding
the wild beast
she is a mustang wild and free
she runs as she dreams
without any net to catch me"
Once I was owned and I found freedom. I love the wild mustangs. One of the last animal standing for freedom. We must know dear poet. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry. I did enjoy.
Coyote

[butterfly]

I am glad you enjoyed. Yes we are at the time where we must protect the wild. Thanks for the nice review Coyote!!