Short Horseless Poems

Horseless Carriage

We have reined the mind
“blindered” sight
hobbled with restraints
a voiceless choir
led the thirst-less
to un-quenching waters
muted the joyous roar
of truth’s waterfall


9/29/2016...

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I rode the emotion like a horse
  until the shoes fell off one by one

Leaving me silent and alone

A horseless prophet on the raging sands
—desperately trying to harness the wind

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)...

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Le Petit Bistrot
I write about
is not in Montpellier.

It's somewhere else
in southern France
and tries hard to marvel me.

It's tightly jammed
in horseless street,
for who would bring the horses?

They're on the menu,
or I'll be damned.
Yes - dish at number four.

And look, for sweet
is Bon Soufflé.
I think I'll ask for more.





9/28/2015...

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Dinner Date or Date for Dinner?
When the harvest moon is full and bright,
And the wolf bane blooms on an autumn night,
If the guy whose kiss used to make you swoon
Starts to lick his lips and howl at the moon,
You'd best decline if he asks you out for a bite.

A Midlands Urban Legend
A village somewhere in the Midlands
Was harassed by a bodiless dead man,
But sans charger or steed,
How could they, indeed,
Be afraid of a lone horseless headman?...

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When the final Autumn leaf spirals to the ground,
and a warm Chinook breeze is no longer found.
Bears retreat to their seasonal slumber,
as snowflakes approach in abundant numbers.
Mother Nature steps down from her post.
As old man Winter prepares as new host.
A starving North wind arrives in his horseless carriage,
preparing to join hearts with the Earth in marriage.
Thus for many eve's they shall bind in wedlock.
Till Spring rises from the shadows to create a new flock....

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