Drowning Horse
A neighing through wind-swirled waves.
Frozen hooves branch,
a neck cranked tight in a crossbow of fear,
a horse being swept away!
No! I miss-saw...
just a chunk of tree in the white running water,
A momentary delusion,
yet alarm took flight,
became a moth gone crazy
on the light of my skin.
Not a drowning horse -
not what I perceived there
in a quick moment of terror.
Yet for an instant,
my mind threw a saddle
over what was never there.
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