Horses gone Rogue - and Dogs with Agendas
When the dream screen fades to backyard gallops and freedom ends at 6:30 am!
The Darkness of Sleep and Unconscious Thought
Dreams on widescreen, unfiltered
Disturbed by rising sunbeams
And a shifting soundscape
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Suddenly—open eyes
Senses on high alert
Soaking in the horse’s whinny
A horse’s whinny?
Awake and assessing
Reality!
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My dog has no doubt
Free, happy horses neigh in the backyard
Hooves galloping across
Forbidden stretches of grass
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Past encounters with the horsey people
Have made me a spokesman for the free horse
Scolded for helping
I pull the plug on their world
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The wind plays tag with a flowing mane
Proud toss of a liberated head
You're welcome to enjoy my lawn
Beautiful, large, proud creatures of flight
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But ALAS, your freedom is short-lived
A distant call, a whistling sound
Luring and threatening all at once
"Get home—
it's 6:30 a.m.!"
Not exactly a horse whisperer!
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I stretch beneath the warmth of the duvet
My dog licks my hand
Come, get up, be with me
In our shared, pent-up freedom.
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About the Creator
Henrik Hageland
A poet, a writer of feelings and hope. A Dane and inhibitant of the Earth thinking about what is to come.
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Comments (2)
Very nice, Henrick. Hope you are doing well.
Some wonderful images in your words Henrik