#1844
She will take the dog
for a run on the Moors.
She hates being cooped up
in this fine weather indoors.
She walks briskly
past the graveyard
watching the dog
run ahead.
Her father is busy
on his Sunday sermon
as she heard his voice
booming through
his study door.
Her brother lies in bed
sobering up
after last night's binge.
Her sister is in the kitchen
helping with dinner
and her other sister
working in a distant town
as governess
to rich folk's kids.
She walks
eyeing the dog
running ahead
but looking back
with his drooping tongue
and keen eyes.
She breathes in the air
brisk and strong
and brushing her hair.
She imagines
she will meet him here
up on these moors.
She doesn't want one
who hates the fresh air
or stuck in the rut
of commercial dealings.
She wants one who
braves the elements
and has those
romantic feelings.
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 3:09 AM UTC