I think I saw a blue horse a blue horse!! not black blue slatey gray old mare... BLUE. Blue legs carrying weight of ten more blue horses. horse in a fairyland prairie neighing and snorting to tell the world of it's woes it's aching toes, hoofed over and repaired like new socks feel for comfort for cozy nights for unblemished gait. I want to think I saw a blue horse. I saw the sky, sunsetting blue into purple, light mauves riding against reign. Mystery clouds. Manes askew. If you could see what I see now, if you were sitting next to me in this spot. Would you see a blue horse? Would you think so. |
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AuthorRobin Ross, a painter Archives
January 2015
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