The Red Horse
A RED HORSE
Marc and Bella
beg for blessings
the portrait of a marriage
candlelight and the crimson cover
rides overhead
like a holy arch
a handstand,
like the artist’s euphoria,
balances on the back
of the red horse
dark days of Russia
play in the fields below
a suspended violin
wisps of forlorn clouds
blue with happiness
Marc embraces his bride
Bella holds her fan on earth
but a songsheet in heaven’s clouds
one bare foot upon
the backside of the reddened horse
her lips round with soothing sound
Marc’s protection above her
playing their wedding song
fantasy over rooftop
an arching crescent moon
“head over heels” in love
8/16/2017
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