Poem: Horses
#15 of 2021 Mental Health Crisis
I had a therapy encounter with horses the other day and got to walk a miniature one around campus. I don't know how to read them though, so they did most of the work!
Padding about inside their locks
their eyes seem awfully strange,
alien faces with alien eyes
and no-one knows their names.
Some of their heritages goes so far back.
Did they fight? Did they plow? Did they flee?
One never knows in those alien eyes
we know not how to see.