The Aftermath: A horse and man

Oh, Great steed with silk hair white
graced with beauty pranced in moonlight
bears no spiraling horn or wings to fly
earthbound hoofs, incapable of flight

Adorned with crown the rider takes mount
dreams of triumph neglected to surmount
carries him away from battles engaged
throws down his spears painfully enraged

Countless battles were drummed, he answered the call
alive to return but did not escape unscarred
his opaque vest tattered, many hurling arrows deflected
alas, memories of war left his soul unprotected

Sat high on his horse, reflections impure
closing his eyes to make the world obscure
he finds great solace in the rhythmic dancing gait
deflecting the visions casting unbearable weight

-TheMsLvh June – © 2011
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Poetry gives me the voice I sometimes can't find. Please enjoy your visit to my little poetry site.
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1 Response to The Aftermath: A horse and man

  1. Tim Keeton says:

    I like this one too!

    Rhyme on!
    (Thus spake the Undead)

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