The Sun and The Stallion

                             

Waiting, salivating,

hungry for deliverance…

Let it be the thundering of wild horses, right outside my window

fueling the ache

     

I can hear him calling,

Mount up girl, it’s time to ride

I run to the window

my naked frame hidden behind veils of black

the skeletal truth staring back

 

I lick my lips, the taste of salt in the cracks

and I’m off

 

Devouring the open road

Riding hard on time’s line,

where space opens up

Heading for the desert

where it’s as hot and bitter

as me

 

I allow my mind to wander, if only for a moment

remembering the consummate host of warriors,

 wanderers and poets

feeding my ever-increasing hunger for life

Yet never satisfying

 

I dismount quickly, my horse with no name

The sun and the stallion,

the only companions I need…

Author's Note

Poetry by MsJewel
Photograph compliments of Pinterest

Reviews

[willweb]

Wow, once again I am amazed and enchanted by the visions, the freedom, the exploration and the desire created by your words. Hot or not, a trip to that desert sounds very inviting. Truthfully, the images that appear in the mind of the reader while perusing your poem are beautiful and inspiring. Nice one.

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your kind words :) Julie

[Katrina Mckeown]

I love this Julie, the beautiful imagery takes the reader along on this journey with you. I felt a fleeting feeling of freedom. Perfectly penned.
Katrina

[MsJewel]

Thanks so much :) Julie

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

Nice one. Different from a lot of your writing I've read before. Like it.

[Gee]

It seems we all have fantasies but very few realise them, and the older we get the less fantasizing we do, I think :))
Enjoyed, as always, your words.
Happy New year when you get to see this :))

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

I love your poetry. I felt such a sense of freedom in within this poem. Nicely written.

[redzone]

HI Julie..... somehow I can't see you are "bitter", but I can see you riding hard into the desert where the heat evaporates the ills of the day.... I can see the top down on that mustang, hair whipped by the wind and a big liberating smile on your lips.... 'hunger for life', yes I do believe you have captured this with your words and it seems that you are one of them "warriors, wanderers and poets", your poem makes me want to jump in my subaru wagon and head out west..... thanks Julie for the share

[Silmara McGarry]

Wooow....wooow I felt an Enormous freedom reading this beautiful work, like it was me and the horse, and the wind and more freedom with each word. Such an amazing writing this is. I truly love it from start to finish!!!! A Big well done from me :-))))
Stay well
Sil
:-)

[emmajoy]

Just took me to a place where there's no coming back unless via dreams! You adventure.. you go and go, seemingly never looking back, thrilling at the emotions and rush of being alive. When a human being stops searching for that experience how sad.. and yet - yet, memories of life past inspire when shared. As your will here, Julie! Exciting and fine, fine writing.

[Cherrie Palmer]

I miss owning horses and traveling by horseback. what an energized poem.

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your kind words :) Julie

[MomzillaNC]

Lovely words. I was especially drawn to these turns of phrase:
my naked frame hidden behind veils of black
I allow my mind to wander, if only for a moment
feeding my ever-increasing hunger for life

[MsJewel]

I'm thrilled you enjoyed it. thanks so much :) Julie

[MomzillaNC]

yvw 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻