The Dead Wild Horse

Updated on April 25, 2017

In January among sage

I saw a wild horse lying dead.

Dead, my curiosity

did draw my spirit to this stillness.

On ground that held the chill of the New Year,

his carcass stiff with silent change,

a numbness overcame my mind,

what lessons learned from this morbid find?

Inspecting where his eyes had sunk,

the flesh of lips exposing teeth,

without remorse, curiosity

had brought my booted toe to kick

his bloated unkind belly, swiftly.

As if my cellular memory

began to send their messages.

I smiled, with sudden understanding

of cycles starting with our sun

and filled with sudden excitement

found when our minds acquire knowledge,

when one notices the fruitful sun

and dances with the tree of life

and there I knelt in front of death,

this carcass being my only pew

and prayed a prayer to nature, to life,

a sudden passion in my heart.

With this feeling I left the horse

to return months after, and saw

only small remnants of bone and skin.

This time I did not feel moved

I simply drove onto the road

and left this scene to nature.

For my thoughts were on my own life.

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        manatita44 11 months ago from london

        Exquisite work even though with a dead carcass. Great work!!

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        Suhail Zubaid aka Clark Kent 11 months ago from Mississauga, ON

        I read this poem with tears in my eyes. It is graphical and had points to ponder upon.



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        Jamie Lee Hamann 11 months ago from Reno NV

        Thank you Ann, Bill, Kristen, and Mark. Funny you say "Bigly." I read the poem again and noticed the -ly rhyme quite a bit in the beginning. Sometimes when my mind gets set on a rhyme I just can't stop. Thank you again. Jamie

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        Mark Tulin 11 months ago from Santa Barbara, California

        Powerful. Such an experience to experience the death of a horse and to realize the meaning of its life.

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        Kristen Howe 11 months ago from Northeast Ohio

        This was a great visual poem with an excellent rhyme scheme. Very deep and moving as well. Nice job.

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        Bill Holland 11 months ago from Olympia, WA

        I'm with Ann on this one...very interesting, have improved "bigly" over the years.

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        Ann Carr 11 months ago from SW England

        Plenty of food for thought here, Jamie. A well-constructed and rhythmic poem. I enjoyed it and the ending was very satisfying.