Matt Kindelmann Poet Blank verse

Cheval Blanc

I saw a beer tap called 
Cheval Blanc
while sitting in a tavern 
in Quebec City.

Cheval Blanc.

It was the most heroic, 
and poetic,
and majestic, 
and powerful
name I’d heard in a while.

Cheval Blanc.

I liked the marriage 
of the sound 
of the v and the l
and I liked the finality 
of the word "Blanc."

Right at that moment,
Cheval Blanc- 
White Horse-
seemed so damned regal 
and perfect.

I wished I was a cheval blanc
galloping away from town,
away from the cracks of the whips,
into the sanctity of the white woods.

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