Poetess Jo Dowling

Another poem for the road…

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Stoic liaison appears in the rain

His steed has gone lame and needs tending

The groom knows such mending requires more pay

The stable boy nods –

And I turn away

Come now, liaison

Come in from the rain

Fine stallions are many –

Acquiesce now – obey

Beyond the arbor, the bovine bells ring

Lighting strikes twice –

The cattle stampede

The stoic liaison wipes tears from his eyes

Heave ho –

The grooms throw the steed on the pyre

 

 

©2017 JD

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