Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Finding mestengo

Found him
A blueblack horse...
Superb,
Glossy hair all over,
Strong forelegs
To pull up
A  force,
And hind legs
Great!
Like perfect
To create a balance,
To hold on to a leap,
Above barriers...

A  Mestengo spanish...
With finesse of his own
To run the rough
To run the smooth...

A mestengo good...
As he me crossed...
As if a dream...
A powerhorse...

(Note:- seriously on a horse...real...)

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