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sandra wyllie
Poems
Jun 2019
Tin Horses
on the page
awaiting the day
someone takes the reins
and guides them. Gets on
the saddle and rides
them. A silhouette, a dark
pirouette that stares at the stars
and wonders among the rain
and thunder. How could anyone
sleep when the moon is playing
make-believe? Filling up the head
with cheese. And no dangling
carrot. Why do they parrot
all the greats like Keats and
Blake? Whatβs wrong with sqeezing
lemon on freshly washed linen?
Written by
sandra wyllie
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