Sugar and Stinger
Her life like a horse
A striping stallion
Breath taking force
Overseen by a falcon
A fickle terrain
And bipolar forecast
Derailing her train
Distorting her past
A thunderous tide
Bellows as it rolls
With enticing eyes
A story unfolds
Gripping the clutch
With her pinky finger
White candy, her crutch
Soft sugar and stinger
Briskly trotting
A tight rope beneath
Tripping, falling
A pool of grief
Barely afloat
Gasping for air
Just one more boat
To get here to there
Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2016
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